I Thought Leaving Would Feel Like Freedom.

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  After a month, everything seems so normal and dull... as if nothing ever happened. I am happy, but I feel empty. I waited for this for the longest time... three years and counting. I honestly did not like how I left things. It felt rushed. It felt sad. And honestly, if I could go back in time... I would probably do it the same way. I can't help but blame myself for leaving a toxic environment. I was suffering. Scars have been drawn on my body. Unwanted habits have now become normal for me. I feel restless. I am exhausted. I am tired, yet I feel like I don't deserve sleep. Why, though? I only left because I was tired of being exploited. I want to be selfish. I want to put myself first. I have been nothing but a dirty doormat. My mind, soul, and body crave peace and sleep, but I feel like the moment I lay down, I will fall behind. Am I over exaggerating my grief? Or am I trying to convince myself that leaving was the wrong step? I feel lonely. I don't crave people to intera...
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When Fake Grades Expose Real Faces

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Hypocrisy 101: The Plot Twist No One Saw Coming 

Still talking about the bold, disgusting, unfiltered side of mankind ๐Ÿ˜ค  

So today… I witnessed a dramatic plot twist that had everyone around me completely stunned๐Ÿ˜ฒ.

 Like — actual mouths open. No one saw it coming. 

And me ๐Ÿ‘€? I was just there sipping air and watching the disgrace unfold ๐Ÿฟ๐ŸŒš❤️

Our course results were released๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿคž.  

And if you’ve been keeping up with the blog, you know how I dramatically cried๐Ÿ˜ฉ over getting 2% in something (lol pain ๐Ÿ’€).  

Anyway — fast-forward — the results came out and everyone was furious.

Like, people were seriously dragging the lecturer through hot coal๐Ÿ˜ต‍๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ’”

Calling him wicked, heartless, stingy with marks, everything. 

I personally didn’t care anymore๐ŸŒš ๐Ÿ’… (I already grieved my 2%).

Then boom.

Plot twist.  

The lecturer confronts the class and says:  

“Y’all. The results were fake. Just wanted to see how you’d react.”

EXCUSE ME๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ!!??

Yup.  

The marks were never real.  

It was a "social experiment ๐Ÿงช" and honestly… he gagged everyone ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ‘

Now here’s the thing —  

The same people who were calling him the devil reincarnate๐Ÿ‘€?  

Were suddenly blushing, laughing nervously, and saying “Awwww Sir, thank you” and stuff ๐Ÿ˜‘

I’m not here to judge (okay maybe a little๐Ÿ‘€) but it’s wild how fast people can turn —  

One minute they’re praising, next they’re dragging, then they’re praising again ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ’”  

The hypocrisy was not hiding. At all๐Ÿ˜ต‍๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜‘!!!!.

And yes — I’m probably a hypocrite in ways I don’t even realize.  

But I never dissed the lecturer. Ever๐Ÿ˜›. (Scroll back to my old post for proof ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ’…)  

So watching this whole mental circus play out was actually…  

Funny. Mind-blowing. Sad. Human. 5-star drama. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

It was serious disgrace delivered in style ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”....it was epic I won't lie ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’”

They said he was the devil...but he was 10 steps ahead ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿงก

This was the most interesting thing that happened to me today ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคฃ❤️

That’s it.  

No lesson today. Just vibes and tea ๐Ÿ˜˜☕❤️

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