this is.. love?(esto es amor?)

¡ESTÚPIDO!

I have to go to that madhouse called school again(otra vez tengo que ir a ese manicomio llamado colegio).

Another day, another week, another month, and another year I'll never know, what is love? * laughs, take a shower*

*gets dressed, has breakfast and goes to school, bump into someone * hey !, be more careful

I'm so sorry, are you okay? * looking into her eyes*