I am graduating college in a month and two days.
What happened to my life? ._.
Noh I'm tired of coming to the same classroom everyday. I'm tired of seeing the same detached and disinterested faces of students coming in and out of here. Smelling the same smell of the chalk dust on the blackboard that looms aged and cracked behind me is, like myself, getting old. I often find myself distracting myself from their vacant expressions. I pretend to read quotes out loud from the plays I attempt to teach them even though I've memorized them all by this point. They care nothing for Shakespeare's writings on the human condition and they couldn't care less about seeing if Godot should ever arrive.Noh by osakabomb
Some pretend to pay attention, but I know they're not. Any fool can see their hands passing notes under the table; the specific look to the lean of a girl over to her friend to pass gossip around. It's always the same, day in and day out. The school is closed, and I sit here grading a recent test, and this proves to me ever m