INGENIOUS

     So my classmate wakes me up at around 10 and ask me why I am not in class and I am like
huh?
     Apparently the classes had already started and there I  was… in bed. Obviously I could not make so I decided to try and make it for for the 2 O’ Clock . I am excited to see my classmates for the first time this year (yes this is 2011 just in case you forgot.) We catch up on what we missed and what shocked me most is that not all of them got cured after getting infected from the field trip. Them sore throats, flus, sprained feet and what nots were still persistent . What!? The only ones that got cured were the ones that went to the sub-health clinic that was in that area. The ones that ignored the clinic , like yours truly, carried their ailments to this year. Ain’t that a bitch. Thumbs down
    We decided , to save time (and somehow money), only one of us should go to the school clinic get tested and then whatever drugs they get, we share! It was only logical that the class rep was chosen for this. So she has to go get tested and soon I am going to find out what I am suffering from . Ingenious. Don’t you just  love how lazy I am.
     A new lecturer had taken over for two other lecturers so that meant he had to teach two different units.  I do not know what happened to the two lecturers. Maybe one died and the other is the one that killed him. I do not know. Anyway I wanted to make a good impression on him so I was determined to make it to class early. I arrived in class at 2.15. But that would be no problem, I would make up for coming in late by leaving early. He looked kind of young than what we were used to. I missed the part where he introduced himself but I am sure he is a Mr. and not a Dr. nor a Prof. Soandso. He looked cool and all but to me I found him a bit pretentious. He was insisted on writing on the board with his left hand when he clearly was not ambidextrous. There was a time we stared at him for two minutes as he tried to write an S correctly. I don't know why he his sparing his right hand. Its not like he hurt his right wrist overworking it everyday . Or did he? Winking smile
IGENOUS
     I was careful not to get on his wrong side again (was already marked for being late)  because last year that is what caused me to be chosen as a class rep by some other lecturer. So I was being very attentive and attempting to answer all his questions. But I got tired and bored of all the pretending by 2.30. So for the rest of the class… autopilot!
Somewhere there he mentioned something like a CAT and he dropped the usual cliché . . .

‘We cannot finish this course on time. You will have to read for yourselves the rest.’
I do not think we have ever finished any syllabus on time. Even in high school. I do not know about you but to me that is a sign that we should start having a shorter syllabus. Or what would you say?

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