Monday blues. And I'm sick.

I sat quietly on our Acctg4a class this morning feeling bored and tired to do anything. My voice is hoarse so the option to chat with my seatmate is clearly not a goos thing. Boredom kills, yeah, that's what normal people would say, so i grabbed a sheet of paper, my trusty old pen and began scribbling down doodles and phrases that come at random. Nothing significant really, just pure blankathons.