Lazy Student Novels & Stories

that’s Nathan, always has self-confidence above average. “You want to know?” Nathan nodded quickly. “Because you are an arrogant people, yoy stylish, emotional, lazy,…” “Shit, Nay. That’s it,” Nathan’s face looked wrinkled, but he realized that what Nayla had mentioned was his nature. “And ...,” Nayla paused for a moment. “Still available? That’s my shortcoming what is the shopping list? That’s a lot right,” Natha scratched her head. “There’s one more thing, your self-esteem and narcissism is high, it makes me crazy. Eh, I forgot, one more thing. You are too lazy to study at school,” even though Nathan is handsome and rich, he is one of the students with the lowest grades in the class.

Professor Jade is the type of teacher who always seems lazy and unmotivated, which is why she just tells us which page to study. He doesn't discuss things. He's just lazy and all he ever says to us is "open your book to page something till something, study it and we will gonna have a test tomorrow." He doesn't know the word "discuss" and only knows how to give tests, which is why many students fail his subject, and why many are angry with him. After all, he is a terror professor. I used the remaining time I had to study the pages he assigned us. This will be our test today. I focused on my studies while waiting for the bell to ring, a signal that the first subject is over and my classmates w

lerzi:- you only study in the morning, but I study all day and night, just to reach your level I was never gifted but you made me gifted, you have a bigger family than me, in wealth, and everyone tried to approach you, you have a friend and everyone admires you and respects you, but because I am simile so much they didn't respect me, I don't have anyone than you. Zoe:- you are telling me I am privileged and gifted, in money, friend and intelligence, but how you win the game without any injuries, but I get mark only hand. lazy:- my foot thumb got broken but their medicine heal me, like you, I didn't say because I don't want to be less than you, I tried so much. Zoe:- okay from now on I will n

I don't want to protest anymore since what he is doing is in my favor; he can keep me away from Adam for me to relax from the stress. Lucas doesn't like to talk unless someone asks him a question. He is the man who is suitable for the definition of, 'quite as a snowflake' or 'secretive' since he is lazy to explain, but it is better if I describe him as boring to be with. Well, his answer to my question earlier that I didn't hear the rest of what he said, maybe it was just a bonus.

They hadn’t lived my life, so how could they? If you did know me, though, there was one thing you’d always remember: I was lazy. Proudly, undeniably lazy. Procrastination was practically my trademark. It was a title I had begrudgingly earned and somewhat embraced. My friends, of course, capitalized on it by calling me Josh the Lazy Bum. I didn’t love the nickname, but it wasn’t entirely wrong either. I didn’t see it as a problem. I liked taking things slow. Rushing through life wasn’t my style. To me, everything would happen in its own time, so why hurry?

We hardly Wash out pants And that's because we are naturally Rough. " Where is this Lazy bone? Jace we will surely be late for school and you know what happens to latecomers? " Marcus asked and I widened my eyes, OMG why didn't to think of that, The one thing I hate most is detention because I will not be in class learning, I am in the top five most brilliant student in Crimson not like the dullard I have as a brother.

“Law student?” “Yes, sir.” A guy two rows ahead scoffs quietly. Another whispers, “Figures.” Dr. Raymond tilts his head, studying him openly now and humming thoughtfully. “You look like one of those students who think punctuality is optional ... .that showing up whenever is a personality trait. Lazy. Confident. Probably average.” He smirks. Stephanie bites her lip beside me. I clench my pen so hard my fingers ache. Lucas straightens slightly. “Respectfully, sir—”

Jane asked the four of them and I can see that they groaned. "Awful." "Stressed." "Tiring." "Haggard." Jane looked at me full of astonishment and turned to them again, "Why is it tiring and stressful? I mean, look at me. I am a student also and I always look fresh when I study and read some lessons. It's not hard." Patrick stared at her with his jaws dropped, "You are such a nerdy, Jane. Probably! You're still on what? Grade one? You haven't even reached subtraction and multiplication yet, so you can say that it's not hard," Patrick said.

Determined. Lazy. Anxious. Sleepy. Responsible. Balanced. Unbalanced in tpm. Little affectionate. Sincere. Good memory. Peacemaker. Good humored. Grumpy at tpm. Passionate. For the life. For the daughter. For writing. By books. For trips. For new experiences. For the family. By music. From the movies. From the bar. From beer. From the wine. From the pizza. Noodles. Wanting. Of learning. To create. To study. Piano. Languages. Portuguese language. Philosophy. Media. Wanting. To help. To conquer. Of growing up.

The real me was still on that hotel balcony, wearing a stranger’s jacket, believing for one short night that I truly mattered. Alex Stone . I had searched his name once before forcing myself to stop. Heir to a fortune. Engaged. Out of reach. The papers called him New York's most eligible bachelor. It made me laugh bitterly eligible for everyone except poor scholarship girls. "You're vibrating," Zoe said, watching me stack my textbooks in order again and again. "Like, literally shaking. When's the last time you actually slept?" "I sleep." “Falling asleep because you’re too tired doesn’t count,” she said, giving me that serious look she always does. “And you’ve been eating only plain crackers