Sometimes, you just have to whack someone with a stick.
-Synco
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
First Day
My first day back to school proceeded along smoothly. Biology will be interesting, especially with a young balding teacher, who sported a Hawaiian button up and cracked laughable jokes most of the period. My college algebra teacher says, "anywho" and refers to free items as, "free ninety nine". I was also pleased to hear that I won't have to memorize any math formulas this time around. My biology lab hours cruised by, but started off sketchy. I realized going in that this class would be mostly group participation, so I forced a smile and readied myself to deal with kids ten years younger than I. A few minutes in, a feller of 40 or so casually strolled on in and interrupted the class by forcing his name on the teacher in a tone folks could hear down the hall. She politely responded that roll hasn't been taken yet, but he continued with the spelling anyways. Of course he had to stumble into the chair next to me and without any hesitation invaded the personal bubble so many people have talked about, his fisherman hat was cool, but I moved over anyway. As he sat down he looked at me and the girl across the table and in the same decibel as before, informed us that he's waiting for his mom to give him money so that he could purchase his books. The only thing that came to mind in that moment was, "COOL", so I said it and turned around. Ah...beginnings.
-Synco
-Synco
Monday, August 21, 2006
Whiskey
Schooled
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