Breakfast is necessary

 Today I went to college without eating breakfast. I realised when I was in my car that I just had a cup of green tea and nothing else. I survived the first period somehow but I knew the second period was an economics test and food for thought is something needed. So food was in my bag, I was able to eat two spoons of it. Ma'am arrived, I sat on the first bench as she told, my mind needed more than two bites of food. I gave the test but couldn't recall the exact words. Moral of the story,

Never ever miss your breakfast.. 

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