01. --paint 101
Right, first entry. Whatever.
Utter bullshit. Yeah, ya heard me. That was how our class was today fer painting. It was utter bull. New schedule came in too.
Timetable:
ART -
Room: 3304
Course: PAINTING AND PLASTER
Times: 1130 - 0230
Days: Tuesday and Thursday
FRENCH -
Room: 1215
Course: FRENCH ADVANCED
Times: 0830 - 1000 am
Days: Monday and Wednesday
I got stuck with landscaping (teach made us pull out choices from his hat, and it wasn’t even a good hat or anything, Maria got lucky and pulled out the animal slip, Tom got the sky slip-hah. Lucky bastard) and I got stuck tryin’ ta paint out our lame-assed field behind the university.
Don’t see the complaint? Lemme explain.
Painting--
--IN THE RAIN!
Has anyone even seen that field? It’s fuckin’ horrible! An’ in the fuckin’ rain?! What the fuck?! Tasteless and shit. I’m bitching about this to the guys first chance I get. Our teacher was high at the time, I tell ya, I see that crap under his chin and I don’t care if he says it’s left over plaster-it’s coke! Knew he was on crack. Pffftt… whatever…
Still waiting on Shinji, haven’t seen him in a few days. S’not like I miss him or nothin’, just feels weird not seeing his bald-face everyday. I know he’s busy, so… hn… eh, I’ll see him when I see him, even though our dorm rooms are s’possed to be so close.
Franz Ferdinand is going on repeat, I’m drenched, wet and pissed and I managed to pull out one of Mashiro’s old shirts that fits fine, ain’t my type of thing but it’d do. Only wearing it because everything else I have is either dirty from the rain, or stinks of oil paints. French class tomorrow, dunno if I’m looking forward to it. Wait-- nah, no French tomorrow. Had to doublecheck my schedule. But Friday's free so nothin'. Need to work on something else too, maybe I can go out and buy some more food 'cause my supplies running out short.
Goin’ t’do laundry in a sec and if any idiot makes some wise crack ‘bout my current hairstyle, they’re dead. It ain’t my damned fault if it’s out and wet, coz I need it to dry.
- Hiyori
Utter bullshit. Yeah, ya heard me. That was how our class was today fer painting. It was utter bull. New schedule came in too.
Timetable:
ART -
Room: 3304
Course: PAINTING AND PLASTER
Times: 1130 - 0230
Days: Tuesday and Thursday
FRENCH -
Room: 1215
Course: FRENCH ADVANCED
Times: 0830 - 1000 am
Days: Monday and Wednesday
I got stuck with landscaping (teach made us pull out choices from his hat, and it wasn’t even a good hat or anything, Maria got lucky and pulled out the animal slip, Tom got the sky slip-hah. Lucky bastard) and I got stuck tryin’ ta paint out our lame-assed field behind the university.
Don’t see the complaint? Lemme explain.
Painting--
--IN THE RAIN!
Has anyone even seen that field? It’s fuckin’ horrible! An’ in the fuckin’ rain?! What the fuck?! Tasteless and shit. I’m bitching about this to the guys first chance I get. Our teacher was high at the time, I tell ya, I see that crap under his chin and I don’t care if he says it’s left over plaster-it’s coke! Knew he was on crack. Pffftt… whatever…
Still waiting on Shinji, haven’t seen him in a few days. S’not like I miss him or nothin’, just feels weird not seeing his bald-face everyday. I know he’s busy, so… hn… eh, I’ll see him when I see him, even though our dorm rooms are s’possed to be so close.
Franz Ferdinand is going on repeat, I’m drenched, wet and pissed and I managed to pull out one of Mashiro’s old shirts that fits fine, ain’t my type of thing but it’d do. Only wearing it because everything else I have is either dirty from the rain, or stinks of oil paints. French class tomorrow, dunno if I’m looking forward to it. Wait-- nah, no French tomorrow. Had to doublecheck my schedule. But Friday's free so nothin'. Need to work on something else too, maybe I can go out and buy some more food 'cause my supplies running out short.
Goin’ t’do laundry in a sec and if any idiot makes some wise crack ‘bout my current hairstyle, they’re dead. It ain’t my damned fault if it’s out and wet, coz I need it to dry.
- Hiyori