Sitting in a cold, hard chair. Listening to some teacher rambling on and on and on about whatever somebody, somewhere, some ordinary day, considered it was important for you to know. Sitting through 40 minutes of mostly boring topics for every period of every day of every week of (almost) every month of every year. STOP.
There comes a time in a person’s life when one must simply take a chance and decide that one really doesn’t give a damn about paying attention to a certain class. Those are the beautiful moments when doodles are born.
Today’s entertainment for the two next-to-last periods:
The balloons were originally going to be in black and white, but I found a piece of discarded red paper and decided to go into a cutting-and-pasting spree.
I completely hate it that the marker lines are visible.. and it kind of looks like crappy stock, but the concept is interesting so I decided to upload it. I hope you find it... something.
VIVA LA VIE BOHEME.
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