It was the first Monday in May, the new semester had just started and almost like in school hours, as they had been looking forward to his classmates, I was already very antsy to see all my classmates again.
It was a lot happening in the semester break, I had known in France and learned to my great love for this reason my homework for the past seminars, unfortunately, somewhat neglected, but that’s it been worth it. The love was going on, finally!
Impatient to finally get into the university, I slipped quickly grabbed my bag that I had great anticipation already prepared the night before, in the carefully selected clothes – I wanted to strike not ultimately adversely by an unprofessional styling – and ran (as always) in goose step to the last bus that would take me more time for the seminar, to the nearest bus stop.
Undaunted by the continued conspicuously irritated eyes of the people coming toward me on the sidewalk, I continued my sprint, without going into it. But on the bus I was then the attention of people around but a little too much. What was striking to me is the only way? I could not understand it.
Of course, my outfit I was once again incredibly well chosen by my humble self, but ….
When some of the passengers then also began to giggle and put their heads, I felt it a little too colorful, I pulled myself together and I ignored the attention given to expectant consistently.
When I arrived from the University of the bus and got to me Alida coming toward the stairs my friend, broke into peals of laughter from this and could hardly calm down.
What is just so incredibly amusing to me? “I asked applied. Look down replied, Alida. I did as I was told and could not believe I was still wearing my slippers! In my haste I had forgotten to change the shoes!



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