school allegedly started today, but I only had one class. this particular class is abstract algebra II--just a continuation from last semester. however, this class is not always offered, so there are a lot of people in the class that had taken the first half a while ago and/or with a different teacher. today it was very easy to tell who those people were.
I won't mention the teacher's real name, but last semester I nicknamed him dr. mario on the first day of class. he looks vaguely ethnic, is mostly bald, and has a moustache. he also has major OCD and stutters really badly when not writing directly from his notes. today, those who had him last semester were dozing off--he did all really basic review. but those who didn't know him had confused looks that said "what the fuck is up with this guy?" I thought it was funny, because that's totally how I was on the first day of his class last semester. even now I couldn't tell you what the fuck is up with that guy.
I need someone to eat dinner with me everynight. I hate eating by myself. I usually will get out of class or off work or something and think "oh, I'm hungry. maybe I should look for someone to come eat dinner with me." when I can't find someone to come over and make dinner with me or meet me someplace, I just don't eat. I know this isn't healthy, but it's just what always seems to happen. sometimes I will eat something small and unhealthy later on, or sometimes I'll just hold off until tomorrow.
I won't mention the teacher's real name, but last semester I nicknamed him dr. mario on the first day of class. he looks vaguely ethnic, is mostly bald, and has a moustache. he also has major OCD and stutters really badly when not writing directly from his notes. today, those who had him last semester were dozing off--he did all really basic review. but those who didn't know him had confused looks that said "what the fuck is up with this guy?" I thought it was funny, because that's totally how I was on the first day of his class last semester. even now I couldn't tell you what the fuck is up with that guy.
I need someone to eat dinner with me everynight. I hate eating by myself. I usually will get out of class or off work or something and think "oh, I'm hungry. maybe I should look for someone to come eat dinner with me." when I can't find someone to come over and make dinner with me or meet me someplace, I just don't eat. I know this isn't healthy, but it's just what always seems to happen. sometimes I will eat something small and unhealthy later on, or sometimes I'll just hold off until tomorrow.