Training. I've written before--from this very room even--how difficult it is for me to sit through this. I get sleepy. I'm easily bored. I'm impatient waiting for others in the class to understand what is being taught. Academic environments are always like this to me. Maybe that is why I can't seem to continue in college. It's such a long process to gain knowledge that I can assimilate faster than a semester here & there. Blah.
One hour and fifteen minutes. Then I'm off to home and roommate Art, Josh & I are off to The Library coffeehouse in Long Beach. I feel like eating a fruit tart.
My glasses or contacts? Hmm. haha.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
