Crying in class within the first 15 minutes.
Excusing myself, I ended up calling my sister.
We don't always get along. We are as opppsite as sisters can be.
But she answered.
She let me cry to her for 15 minutes, before she told me to shut it.
Heh. She ended up lecturing me. A mentally unstable person lectured me about my mental status. The irony.
For once she acted as an older sister should.
She made me go wash my face and go back to class because I wasn't being me.
That leaves me to wonder....
Who am I?
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