<ssy> Ah, sad!
Damn, what kind of teacher is this? It's pouring rain today and he wants me to go to school at noon to pick up my stuff. Now I'm sitting by the window watching the torrential rain outside, and I have an urge not to go. I feel like I haven't graduated yet. I've endured three years, can't I let myself go for one day? Damn it, if I don't go today, I'll just treat my stuff as scrap for the school.
