Continuing the Journey

Day three after the plane crash and we're still alive. So I have decided to go through my classes one day at a time and i'm gunna go with Bio today, but first just some thoughts on the college life. Time here flies by. One day i was trying to decided if saving my Neopet Gloomb27 form the starvation he has endured over the last year and five months would saving me from boredom, and the next i was pondering if i needed to cover my books, and if i did where would i get brown paper bags, and if i was a BA would i be docked five points....gosh things change fast. But life isn't too bad and we're making good choices, i mean i've already refused to watch Newsies with some people and i dont think there will be any tougher decisions than that.

Anyways i'll tell you about my first Bio experience.

I'm sittin in a desk of a large room, right in the front row. Everyone around me is arguing about whether this is Bio 103 or Bio 105. I'm thinkin "hey im a stupid freshman if its the wrong class i'll just walk out when the teacher says 'Welcome to Bio 103'. " Easy enough, but before something that drastic could happen a creature like none other i have ever seen except 'Ugly Kid' entered the room. This skinny man in a terribly dirty lab coat, with a long curly blonde ponytail and a thin patchy beard came running into the room. At first i was like " oh wow cool Professor" but the child proceeded to sit down next to me. After showing him where the pencil sharpener was he sat and listened to the bickering around him and then turn to me and said "Wait, this isn't Ergonomics. Crap i only wrote down a room number, but no building." Then he took off at the speed on light. Feeling a complete new sense of joy about myself i stood and walked out of the class and journeyed across the hall where the other 105ers had decided to gather. Soon after sitting down in the front row of the giant lecture hall we were greeted by a man. A man from britain. Yes my professor is from Britain and i dont understand a word he is saying to me. And between the stupid know-it-all in the back of the room who managed to answer every single question wrong, and the angry girl next to me that just was not a pleasant arm rest buddy, my class did not start off the way i had expect, but thats what makes life fun.

Anyways, I'm still alive and no one has told us we have been Punk'd yet so i'll continue to go to class until that day.

Goals: The first was mainly aimed at the first day of school, and the second, well the cafe has one less spoon and fork.

Pic of the day: Can't wait for ferrel cat season

p.s. "we do have a gender difference so it's probably easy to spot."