who am i kidding? the only reason why i ventured into blogging is because i was bored with life in the real, un-e-world. and why should i not be bored. i am ensconsced in college room where my next-door neighbour does nothing but have sex all day ( at least that is how it appears to me with all the attendant bumpings and moanings i usually get as a free orchestra service). and he expects me to shake his hand in the morgen, no way...
nways, i also bought a pair of jeans, real heavy jeans but it seems they were a size too huge ( my friend says that they must have been designed to keep Danish cows warm in winter).why didn't i see that?now i am stuck with a pair of jeans that i will never get to wear unless i intend to hire myself out as a circus clown-so nerve-grating isn't it...
then again, i got chased out of class this morgen, for being late, i have never been late this much befor, but its like my head just shut off and i couldn't get up early,couldn't take breakfast (actually i could, only that i choose that moment when i was too take a bite of bread to mull over the writings of Plato so i ended up like a greek statue my hand frozen with the bread and my eyes staring solemnly into space).....
it was so disgusting you know, the guy doesn't know how to control the tone of his voice and when he shouted at me the whole class turned around thinking that Hitler had entered the room and it was all i could do not to break into flight, though my legs had developed a new life of their own and did not wish to tarry slow with me....
now he is one of those lecturers who give sudden, surprise quizzes,bolts from the blue ( truly they are bolts for they are hard like magic) and since there seems to be no love lost between the two of us ( from this and other experiences) he might just strike with his lightening staff ( his acquired the image of Zeus in my mind, sitting on a throne in mount Olympus while we get crushed underneath) and worst of all since he does not tolerate people who miss even a zenith of his classes ( i find this odd to believe because if he wants full classes why does he chase people out) he might be evil enough to dish out a disgusting grade at the end of the sem, despite all my superlative efforts..but no way, i am not going to allow that to happen, i have worked hard enough and i deserve a break....
so let me just cross my fingers and see what happens...ciao dudes, peeps, giants, trolls, orcs, philosophers, wizards..
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i hate when prof.s are jerks. in their defense, of-course it's annoying when people come into class in the midst of a stirring monologue about whatever. but there's no reason to yell at that person because you don't know why they're late. there may have been all kinds of crap happening - parents sick, sister got shot, dog died last night, etc. it would behove your prof. to grow a heart and remember that (he?) is human, as are you. as a citizen of the earth, respect is due.
pole for being thrown out....well, this begs the question, did u go back to sleep ?
I see that the European contingent in KBW is growing!Pole about being thrown out of the class but there are some profs who are sticklers when it comes to time!Now as for your neighbour, when does he go to class and what does he eat so as to be able to shag all day?I can only go half a day!;D
thanks for the sentiment b, devious one i didn't go back to sleep i went to publish that blog with a fury, acolyte i don't know how i can help you but i hear there are this herbs in western kenya that are given to bulls that have refused to...you know what
Oh boy! I remember those college days...weren't too long ago (although it seems like forever). This is a great entry, MD. I love your sense of humor about the situation.
As for the professor, he sounds like a great character. At least he cares, right? Some profs wouldn't even bother wasting their time on tardiness.
Good luck with your studies :-)
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