omg a post NOT about jason
he's rambling on about how to neutralize complimentary colors, looking at no one in particular. a crowd of 113 youthful eyes sleepily staring back at him. his podium something of a shield and a symbol of power, a guise to hide behind. fear can be seen in his eyes. that is, if you can get him to look you in the eye
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as if the subject matter for a class called "the physics of music" (yeah scientific stuff) wasn't dry enough... oh noooooo! the class had to be at 7:fucking30am & the professor with the personality of a plain block of concrete spoke in the most annoying monotone i've yet to ever hear again (thankfully). i wound up skipping at least 75% of the classes. luckily the girl in the dorm room next door to me was in the same class, she went religiously to class & took fairly decent notes! haha i passed the class with a B+. she got a C, the poor girl who sat through all those dreadful droneful way too early morning lectures. thanks, linda! ;-)
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