those who hear not the music, think the dancers mad.
its a cold and its a broken hallelujah...
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Sometimes
The lights go off in your class. You wish that the class would end, but instead you go out into the hall, where there are lights, and write a quiz. By the time we had marked the quiz the lights were back on and lecturing resumed. Sad.
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