Rehearsals

Bro, I fucking hate rehearsal like wtf.

A bit of context: Every year my school does this contest of typical dances of our country. Almost no one wants to do them, but they are forced into it by their parent.

That's usually the case for me, except that one year I broke my arm.

So, like every year I was stuck in rehearsal, in the middle of the ducking bring hot sun, wanti¿ng the earth to swallow me whole.

And then the worst part is that we will be probably forced to dance in the sun once again with itchy costumes.

And then probably a tree will fall on a kid, again.