I was in this room full of noise, there were random
murmurs and there were three to five of grouped people. Some are
standing. One girl walked to another girl and she was opening her mouth
with her big round eyes which became rounder like she knew something
shocking. Somebody who moves like dancing is just few steps from me
looking and talking to a girl in a black sweater just one front seat
apart from me. Someone is looking at a small glowing black box. Someone
just entered the room, closed the door but not that gently making a weak
slam, walked swaying his arms for he has a round big body but short
arms. He’s in a black shirt that fits his whole upper body. The crowd’s
clown just a made a high-pitched noise that seemed like a silly singing
or I’d rather say cry with words, lonely lonely. Many are in
front surrounding and seating by the professor’s desk for there is no
professor attending the class. The noise seemed never ending. They were
teasing and shouting at each other. One is shouting at another,
repeating such words in a pissing but friendly way. Voices seems to be
everywhere in the wide almost vasty-spaced room. I’m feeling pain in my
stomach. Then it left me. The voices calmed down. There was a little
peace happened at the moment but the murmurs can still be heard.