DAISY
On Tuesday, the last day of school for the year; I had submitted my biological sciences project to professor Dan and I've gotten more messes of homework on chemistry and calculus for the holidays. Which left me wondering why the professors could be exceedingly demanding.
Through the break before my last class, I decided to spend my time in the classroom with my books and a bottle of water since I've been thoroughly zero with socializing and meeting new people.
Maybe it has everything to do with the lack of self-assurance.
Back in Asia, I've always stayed away from people, accepting shadow as my immunity, believing a little movement could be as knowledgable as the horn of a vehicle, imagining I could be recognized ubiquitously as the daughter of the murderer, as said by some pa
