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Jan. 25th, 2008 | 10:35 am

when I was rushing to my connecting flight in Miami, I had almost made it running through security when a guard stopped me. "You're from Tufts?" he said, looking at my sweatshirt. "Yes," I said, trying to keep walking. "Well...you don't look so tough!" he finished. I wanted to punch him in the face. Those were five seconds of my life I would never get back.

I fell down the hill going to Hodgdon and ripped my favorite jeans.

I like my classes, except I literally have not opened any of my books since they began, I think I'm suffering from some sort of post-traumatic stress disorder left over from last semester. I think I am really going to love Enrico Spolaore and International Econ, he just must learn to go through the slides a little faster. But what an amiable fellow. I was almost run over by Maggie McMillan this morning in her Subaru. History of Consumerism has thus far been a video clip of the crusades, but it seems like a course that has the potential to be quite interesting. Chinese, thank god I'm not the only non-Chinese person in my class this semester. God bless the other dumb white kids. And my professor is somewhat less of an asian mom than Wan laoshi. My geology professor reminds me of my doctor. We're doing geologic formation sequencing. Yawn. I am wonderful at geologic formation sequencing. But whenever my professor says "and the lava flows to the lowest elevation to take advantage of the topography," I think he is saying, "and you're going to change into this hospital gown so we can have a look..."

I'm just trying not to be an idiot about a few things this semester.

the door to my room keeps expanding, and soon we are not going to be able to close it at all.

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from: aquagirl2988
date: Jan. 25th, 2008 10:07 pm (UTC)

You should have punched him. I would have bailed you out.

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