I woke up to Selena Gomez singing into my ear.
Left my earpiece in again.
I grab my phone and check what I last did.
Read. I read an Ao3 fanfic.
I head for the bathroom. Luckily I don't have to walk far.
I'm grateful I have no full body mirror in my room.
The half one already did wonders to my self-conscious, thank you very much.
I brush my teeth and head back to bed, not to sleep though.
I never go back to sleep. I pick up my phone and dive back into my fake reality.
Maladaptive daydreaming, so tik tok tells me. A mental condition where someone daydreams excessively, most times for hours on end.
The negative of this condition is that people use it to adapt to or cope with a problem. More or less an escape from reality.
But I don't have that, why would I? My life is just fine.
I read on for the next hour.
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With how much money you pay for a private school you'd think they'd make uniforms worth it.
They don't.
I spend half an hour trying to please myself when looking into the mirror.
I rearrange my glasses.
Tuck in my shirt.
Tuck out.
I decide to put on the school jacket.
Hidden. Perfect.
I can't hide my face though. I'm not allowed make-up at school or even in my own house. Sigh.
Face masks choke the hell out of me, I'm never putting those back on.
I look myself over once again and let out a small smile.
Acceptable, good.
I grab my bag and head out to the car.
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I hate walking to the assembly.
Stares, looks, judgement. I truly want to vomit.
I smile at my classmates and say Hi.
That's who I am. The ' Hi ' person, the ' Welcome mat '.
I decided to wear a veil today, most of my friends do so I gave it a try.
"Why the veil? "
"Is your hairstyle ugly? "
"Why did you cover your head? "
Just say I look good please, my answers to these questions are pathetic and pitiful.
"I wanted to" I say.
They leave me alone.
Good.
The rest of my classmates walk to the assembly line, God I hate being early.
They all look good in the uniform, I look like a mermaid, and not Ariel mermaid, more Ursula.
But she's a squid.
Guess I'm not even a mermaid then.
The Assembly soon ends. We all head in.
I try not to hit anyone or take up to much space in the already crowded halls.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Reality In a Nutshell
AcakAn intake on what life is like from a low self esteemed, socially inactive 17 year old (aka me)
