crimson droplets of boredom are oozing from my every pore. as i sit here bleeding to lifeless white, the relentless droning of management accounting facts and rhythmic tapping of keyboards become a combination of forces created for the sole purpose of killing me slowly. ive become so adept at spacing out, it only takes me 5 minutes to be completely zoned out, body & soul.
i never see the point in initial introductions cos 5 minutes later, nobody remembers anybody's name. i was a little disappointed to see 2 familiar faces because i was hoping NOT to know anyone. okay to make it sound a lil less morbid, i will claim to have been hoping to make more new pals. right.
6 girls vs 28 guys. appalling overdose of testosterone going on arnd here. i'm actually wishing for a couple of gays (not effeminate heterosexuals, true blue gay men) because this is just depressing. i strive to maintain my current personal bubble where the only thing that exists during classes are myself, the lecturer, the slides and my laptop. everything else just fades away into blissful oblivion.