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The lecture almost made me lose my brain.
I’ve been gazing at the window and then back at the teacher standing with a thick open book.
She had her hair tied up, winkles on the side of her eyes visible even behind her square shapes glasses.
My lungs expand as I inhale a deep breath, releasing it right after.
The tip of my fingers begin to silently drum the surface of my desk as I place my chin above the palm of my other hand.
How many more minutes until this is over?
“And this is how you balance a chemical equation.”
She tells t
