Synesthesia.

That asshole professor, such an inept, even a monkey could do his job. And even if the monkey had AIDS I would prefer the fucking monkey. Professor Chimp, PhD. Can he care less?

So I'm coursing all the subjects of both years, that principal wasn't such an ogre.

And that lad... always yelling, at least she shows interest.

Does it worth it? Why do I have the urge to take exams earlier? It's a four and four, eight-year career for a fucking licence, ffs. 

Recorded myself playing "Natalia" in a classroom. Strings were detuned, although being halfstep up. I'd like to be in my room listening to indie music and reading some ebooks.

A heart doesn't harden by itself.