Today when leaving my school, Monica and I reminised about our time in that hell building. Basically we are on a remote Ryerson campus in Scarborough beside the UofT Scarborough. After this year we are downtown full time. It has been the most fucked up experience of my life.... basically it is a sketchy place, and the teachers are fucking shitty people....
this really has nothing to do with my story but whatever.
The only saving grace of this place is that the building is brand new and beautiful. It is made out of all windows and its shaped like a rectangle that is hollowed out. the hollowed out portion is the library at the bottom but open all the way up so that douche bags can throw papers down.
still with me? have the visual?
So monica and i are on the third floor earlier in the year waiting for a head to toe evaluation - both of us HUGE hurt sacks.... i hadn't really had much sleep because ... well.... lets put it this way - i had dried cum in my hair that i only realized was there when i was waiting for monica to meet me in this hallway .... and monica was still a little drunk from the night before. So we are laying down in the hall when (and i am not kidding) a piece of paper falls from this hollowed out sky and lands gently in front of us. Monica picks it up, and it is a step by step procedure on how to preform a head to toe assessment. The two of us read it over, walk into the room and ace our evaluation
To this day we maintain it was god.
fin!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment