Completely unfinished shitty fic

How long can classes be?
It feels like they lie about it.
A 90 minute class feels like days.
God is there a way out of this?
I give a yawn before plopping my head on my desk.
So tired. How long is it before I can get to my dorm?
A quick look at the clock on the wall tells me all I need to know.
Its only been 30 minutes?
Should I ask to go to the bathroom to avoid this torture?
No that would be to embarrassing. I can barely speak to the professor let alone ask him THAT.
Ugh why did I stay up so late last night.
No don't shut your eye- oh damnit
I feel sleep taking over and I don't even try to stop it
The thoughts are all gone.
A soundless sleep and a good one until I hear a loud smack that is a textbook slamming onto your desk.
"Huh- wha- huh" is all I could muster up as my face starts to heat up and turn red.
"If your going to fall asleep in my class why even bother coming here?"
Oh my god this is embarrassing.
"Well?" the professor says.
I repress tears forming in my eyes as my face still has a burning sensation and I reply in almost a sob
"I came here to learn."
Why me out of all the people in the class that are either goofing off or sleeping just as I was he picks me?
"You're not going to learn anything while your asleep now if I catch you again you'll see me after class."
"Alright" is what I mumbled. I'm surprised he heard it.
I see him walk back to his desk