people

sitting in a corner of the room, new age music playing beside me, i look at the door right opposite me, at the people walking into the room, walking into my life.

i hear the things they say, the things they ask, it's just the reflections of what a result-orientated society this is…

"do you have the tutorial for this…?"

"can you lend me your … tutorial?"

"which lectures have been covered in your lecture group?"

"have you finished your holiday homework?"

yucks. something vulgar just stepped into the room.

the teacher-in-charge.

someone everyone hates.

change in position. there's too much discussion about homework where i was. is school all about homework and undone homework at that?

now the piano's playing jazz.

and the door's directly in front of me.

people start walking out the door, back out of the room, back out of my life.

time for assembly.

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