after tonight's class, i won't be back for two weeks.
spring break is upon us.
grad school spring break means that you just have more time to do more intense work. it's really not much of a break in that respect.
it's just two less trips across the city with the eccentrics and drunks. the eccentrics are when i make my way to class. when i make my way to the city, all of the kids on campus are already drunk and looking to paint the down red (or with their vomit- whichever they can get a hold of first). just last week i was stuck with an entire train filled with drunkards swinging from the rafters and shouting obnoxious chants. i think it was the drunk girl in the tiara and pink dress' birthday. i was elbowed four times. at one point, the train had come to a complete halt and the driver refused to move. he opened the doors, and out of nowhere comes two squad vans. the kids (roughly 30 or so, i lost count because they kept swerving) were all arrested. tiara and pink dress birthday girl started puking on a tree. happy birthday.
i will miss them the most.
i'm off to another four hour lecture.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
i will pay attention.
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