I dread fire-drill like last minute wake-ups
Argh! Damn phone alarm. I gulp haste. I open my school app - like an eyelid. Invade my sanctuary, virtual tyranny. Where's my focus?! *looking around for my coffee cup* I feel like a bobble-head.
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