thirty seven: they played me the harp on my way to my warzone as you wave me goodbye and we both glanced to the past; said "yea,we screwed it".

The outcome of a really detailed discussion.

no, you didn't just blocked the sunshine from me. t'was the monsters i guess.

too detailed that it took months; and still counting...

i wont let you down. i found a reason not to.

yeap. you're guess is correct: curriculum meetings.