So. Yesterday. Huh...
It's common in here that when you start in upper secondary school, older students arrange a "slaveday" for you. So we were their slaves and we had to bow them and do everything they asked. Including marching to another school's yard and screaming mocking song about them. We looked funny with lipstick etc. all over our faces. Apparently people heard us all the way to the center of the city. Fine, it's just like one mail away from our school but still. We were pretty loud.
Gonna eat some berry chocolate and edit videos now, I guess.
It's common in here that when you start in upper secondary school, older students arrange a "slaveday" for you. So we were their slaves and we had to bow them and do everything they asked. Including marching to another school's yard and screaming mocking song about them. We looked funny with lipstick etc. all over our faces. Apparently people heard us all the way to the center of the city. Fine, it's just like one mail away from our school but still. We were pretty loud.
Gonna eat some berry chocolate and edit videos now, I guess.
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