grr, arg.

I DON’T WANT TO BE IN THIS ROOM!

{it is small, full of computers, the air is stale, my fingers are greasy from typing on a well used keyboard, i touch my face, it is greasy also! damn that greeze. i’m listening to music in my headphones and tapping along too loudly so people look. in fact i should make their lives more uncomfortable by farting or eating smelly fish}

I want to be OUTSIDE breathing in the AIR. i wouldn’t care if it was raining.

Every time I look at the reading list for my course I drift back to doodling.

I want to live, Marge, won’t you let me LIVE!