So this time it's Black Wedensday. And it's tomorrow, if you don't count the few last minutes of waking time i will have of today.
When you are doing it for the tenth time, going to school again doesnt seem all that horrifying. Like there was anything in the realm of real that i could do against it, at any rate.
What is real? How do you define real? If it is what you can taste and touch and see, then real is nothing more than an electrical signal interpreted by your brain...
So yes, once again:
Onwards to communist work victories in the field of education!
[music: LTJ Bukem - Cosmic Interlude]