I Have 7 Minutes
May. 14th, 2002 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
atotalblamblamI got the urge to type. Class @11:30. I'm worried about slacking, but that's nothing new. I'm afraid I'm going to fail a class (two, actually) for the first time in my life. Chain chain chain.... Chain of foo-ools. Lalala. I don't understand how some people can have such a charismatic manner about them, and yet you listen to them talk for an hour and a half and you are bored out of your skull. I'm referrring to my Gov. prof., whose class I shall soon be sitting in, pretending to listen while covering my notebook with doodles like I'm still 14. It's not right that a boring person gets to be charismatic. They have that command in their voice that tells you, "Yes, I am saying something very interesting right now." When they're not. You know what? I am babbling. What a waste of an entry.
