lastnite: a dream journal

Life drawing class

I had to teach a life drawing class, and it was completely out of control. There was someone painted entirely in red, an older man was preaching about Jesus in the classroom, and another middle-age guy sat in the left-most seat in the front row and pretended to be the teacher: "But seriously, let's start this class. I'm your teacher." I, of course, was quite scared and intimidated since I can't draw, much less draw the human figure. So I left, and someone gave me a speech on how all students have a right to learn, especially these two guys who lived in Mason Hall (right above the classroom).