Oh. My. Gods. I'm fairly certain that Kyle Rogoff is in my Symbolic Logic class.
Dear gods. I've remembered why I hated him. By the first class, he already needed to shut up and listen to the teacher and stop thinking he knows everything. The same goes for the girl in the corner, but I don't know her, so it might just be a one-time thing.
There's one like that girl in my American Literature class, too. She keeps asking the professor what counts as American Lit and doesn't seem to be able to process the answer. I'll admit, the definition is sort of counter-intuitive - there's a lot that's not American or literature (in the classic sense), like Columbus' diaries. But he's explained it three times now, and she keeps asking dumb questions about it ("Wait, but Columbus would have been writing in Spanish. So American Lit doesn't have to be in English? Then what do we define American Lit as?").
I swear, this is going to be like Erik in College Writing. I must say, the most satisfying part of that class was telling him to shut the fuck up on the last days. Josh is in American Lit, too, so at least I have someone to sympathize with me.
The rain falls down, angry on the tin roof. Well, it's not a tin roof, but geez is it pouring. I'm freezing and soaked to the bone. I've been wearing clothes that are soaked through since 1:20PM.
My shoes are soaked, my pants are soaked, my underwear is soaked (and not in a good way!), my shirt and sweatshirt and bra are soaked. I can wring water out of them. I've been cold since then. Cold and shivering.
But now I'm in my pyjamas and wrapped in a bunch of blankets. And I'm not going out again today even if the building catches fire.
Which reminds me that I have a backlog of posts that never got posted. One about a fire alarm. One about Christmas. One about classes. I guess I'll set those to post soon.
Honestly, you seem to forget that Nire's glass house, much like mine, is made of special space-age stone-proof glass, and the less intelligent folks simply can't reproduce this cutting-edge glass manufacturing, so... Ha. We're at no risk. Also, I thought the saying was "People who live in glass houses should get dressed in the dark..."
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i go to your school now too! sorry to hear about your annoying classmates. :0/
love,
cait
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Hawt.
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(Anonymous) 2006-01-19 04:44 am (UTC)(link)--Lando
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