Trouble

  I'm really good at getting myself in trouble. Really really good. Like joining form 6 for a day and trying to get out of it. I don't believe I have to face the teacher tomorrow. This morning I woke up early, wore uniform, ate breakfast and rushed to school. Halfway through, I turned back. I didn't want to do form 6. I was absolutely positive to the core. I went to school...because...because I felt guilty for leaving stuff halfway like that. But I just couldn't force myself. Why am I always so...mercurial?