Another day of school. The rooster is even more loud than usual, a constant alarm ringing in my head forcing me to wake up. 'It's too early for this.' Was one of the thoughts in my head that kept on spinning m aking me dizzy. Pathetically, I looked at my half-broken watch to see how many hours I slept in. 7:30am. Half an hour till school starts. The rooster starts cuck-adooddle-dooing again. "Please! Be quiet!" I begged, sticking my head out of the window. That's it. I leapt out of bed, into my fancy uniform with extremely long socks. My Umma (mum) bought me a new pair of clothes since I ripped my last ones when playing tag on the oval with my friends. I dragged my legs down the stairs into the kitchen where Umma is. "I packed your lunch, sweetie." She said in Korean but I can't translate it. Lucky for me, I watch and read a lot of American books, so I can understand and write. "Thanks!" I called back to her, also in Korean.
Couldn't finish it...my Appa (dad) told me to go to sleep. I will tell you the rest tomorrow! I'll make a new project then.. Annyeonghi jumuseyo! (goodnight.)
