Tuesday, January 11

wood technology

two malay girls were standing right next to me, talking about masturbation and the subsequent "putting his sperm inside."

they have since left.

today's class is killer. i arrived twenty minutes late, because i got into a cab headed for school at nine, but even now at ten AM i realize i have missed nothing. in the time i was here i heard him mention people with eleven thumbs and ask questions to which the answers everyone should know from paying attention to last week's class, or even glancing at their text, but no one could answer. which left me disinterestedly muttering my answer, and him moving on to repeat all of last week's work. and then there's break, which is now. and then, the continuing of the repeat telecast.

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