i am writing this, listening to karmacoma by tricky, chewing gum. aq is thinking about his next creation, a wall of red knit and pictures of american politicians scattered across our wall. sch just came back from school, shes helping aq with his projects, she just left to the bathroom. azh is taking pictures of herself. aks is tilting her head sideways staring at her computer. ser just brushed his teeth in front of me and smiled, sat back to his desk, i think he’s smiling at his computer. dil is looking for something in her phone. ir is looking at dil. ay is tired as always, but she laughs at my jokes whenever i catch her attention. we will all die someday, thats what im thinking about. also its raining, my hair got ruined, but a blue button up always looks better in the rain, my blue collar life is splashed gently by my past insanity.