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seeing a school teacher's acual lunch is quite depressing. its like wow.......u eat? and then all these thougts get bottled up in my mind.
who made ur lunch?
are you married?
did ur wife make ur lunch?
are you single and had to make ur own lunch?
do u get lonely because ur 40 years old and ur not married
and then i think "wow......ur like....a human. u have thoughts and feelings
do u like cry and stuff?
do u get hurt just like i do?
and then suddenly i remember where i am. im sitting in a chair in front of mr. giles' desk and hes talking to me about how passing notes if wrong. i guess i kinda zoned him out or something....
he looks at me. i give him a puzzled look and nod. and then i notice a photograph of a litle black girl in a small pink picture frame.
i smile
i can breathe again
pointless entry i know......
who made ur lunch?
are you married?
did ur wife make ur lunch?
are you single and had to make ur own lunch?
do u get lonely because ur 40 years old and ur not married
and then i think "wow......ur like....a human. u have thoughts and feelings
do u like cry and stuff?
do u get hurt just like i do?
and then suddenly i remember where i am. im sitting in a chair in front of mr. giles' desk and hes talking to me about how passing notes if wrong. i guess i kinda zoned him out or something....
he looks at me. i give him a puzzled look and nod. and then i notice a photograph of a litle black girl in a small pink picture frame.
i smile
i can breathe again
pointless entry i know......