lie down on the melting snow and die

I went to school this morning

it was music class

he talked about stringed instruments

he kept bitching about people spelling the words cello and oboe wrong

he has not worn a different outfit to class since the first day

and he has a comb over

i walked to another class

we watched pleasantville and the teacher has still not come to class

then i went to the coffee shop and ate a chicken wrap

then i started feeling like laying down on the melting snow and die

i don't know if it was the sun coming through the window or what

most mornings it is just me and the old asian math teacher that never speaks and no one speaks to him

i don't speak to the old asian math teacher and the old asian math teacher doesn't speak to me

because we don't want to talk

i assume

he looked like he wanted to die in the snow also

then i went and sat on a stoop or something, it was cold and moist and my butt was cold

i sat there smoking with my head down

feeling totally apathetic about the universe

then i went to philosophy class full of people that aren't attractive and mostly annoying

we didn't start class for twenty minutes because the computer being used for powerpoint wasn't working and the teacher refuses to use his hand to write on the dry erase board

he finally started class

it was about Hobbes

i asked like twenty million questions

Hobbes is a realist concerned with scarcity

i don't think i mind Hobbes philosophy

reading hobbes is annoying though

he sounds like an old upper class british man wearing very nice clothes eating a very nice diner bitching about humans to his wife

Locke and Burke sound like that too

Locke was a bit more positive though

British people who bitch are different than french people who bitch

French people seem like they get drunk and have dirty sex because they are so depressed about what they are observing and thinking

British people comb their hair in anger