Hello. I am a college student and already feel my life is mundane to the extent of perversity. I have spent my day cooped in pencil boxes and ruled papers. The only entertainments I am permitted involve making little whistle-y sounds when I drink from a water bottle!
I am
I am Fortunato, entombed alive in a really, really small claustrophobic space- that space being the space of my mind constrained with academic pursuits.
It’s really not so bad but I just felt like going on. But golly, school’s a drag sometimes. I don’t think anyone really knows what they’re doing anywhere. If these professors knew what it took in life, why the heck are they here teaching entry-level courses? Yada yada about loving to teach. That’s silly. They did something wrong somewhere back there and they’re taking it out on us. Just look how emphatic I’m being.
Really though, I just studied for a long time and am a little bored with school. So I took it out here! Excuse the drying laundry. With very little left to say, I bid you a good Monday.
I know this post has doubtlessly lifted your spirits to just float over this workweek.
-Arrivederci!
4 comments:
Momentary lapses of hopelessness are normal. It'll pass, though the sensation of being trapped will surafce now and again.
"For the love of God, Montressor!"
thanks. now I really don't want to work on my project.
lol I am sry that you are struggling so. I really like these last two comics they are hecka tight!
Post a Comment