I absolutely hate assemblies.
Beyond my existence.
Period.
They give me high blood pressure and make my stress levels break the roof of the shopping mall.
First of all, because it is severely unpredictable.
And I have been accidentally hit on my head by a chair because of how chaotic it is.
So, it gives me high blood pressure.
And the rush of putting chairs in stacks stresses me out as everyone is doing it simultaneously, its hard to get out of the crowd or even stack your chair peacefully without being assaulted by a chair.
So, we had the abysmal first school assembly today.
Gave me stress, and high blood pressure as I sat there rigid as a brick wall.
First, I sat down.
Immature kids behind me push about, so it kind of pushes my chair. I pull my chair forward a bit, so it won't be in the way of their mucking about.
And this tall, tanned, year 12 kid is getting ready to sit beside me. I cannot understand how but his chair crashes with mine, so I unhook the chair (its legs were slightly tangled) and pushed it an inch away from mine. He sits down, and then, mumbles to me saying sorry, and then says something about 'immature kids. Honestly. Crashing and all that' (I'm not sure if that was all of it because I turned my head to the front, not lipreading anymore). And, I could smell his strong man perfume.
I scoot slightly a bit away from him, but the tiny distance was not sufficient enough.
He was the same kid who teased or messed with me.
Joking with me.
It was when I was trying to enter the common room building. He was already approaching the door, so I thought why not wait for him to leave before I enter. He pauses at the door, tries pushing, he struggles immensely. I point to the direction of the button impassively, half smiling.
He presses the button and continue to struggle to push the door open, his face screwing up in concentration to push this seemingly heavy door open.
He was companied by the two girls. So one of them presses the button and pushes him aside, and opens the door for me. With a smile, I thank her before entering.
Kids.
They fascinate me, yet annoy me.
It might just be because they are so carefree.... So able to just speak, be themselves and make more friends than me.
I couldn't.
Jealousy, I guess.
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