School 4 everr
It’s weird when people ask me, “What Semester are you in in College?” and I respond that I am starting my fourth semester. It also felt weird at the Miramar Gym when I took my fitness test and the machine asked for my age. It feels weird. But anywhoo, I just feel like letting my fingers dance on my keyboard for a while before I head of to bed. So heres some school stuff
Human Sexual Behavior: You know when you take a class like Biology or English and you are secretly anticipating that sex talk in Bio or that sex scene in your assigned English class novel? Don’t lie, you didn’t watch Romeo and Juliet in your english class just for the dialogue, you were waiting to see Romeo’s butt and stare at your teacher to absorb all the awkwardness in the room. Well anyway, it’s just like that but every class day(except the teachers not embarrassed), I love it.
Advanced Public Speaking: The teacher in this class is adorable. I just want to box up some of her sunshine and donate it to charity or something. I think I am going to love that class, even if I am probably going to complain about it and most likely hyperventilate at the thought of speech day coming up…there is an indescribable feeling when you make a speech and realize that the audience is actually listening to you, that moment when you are in the middle of your speech and make slight eye contact with someone and realize that they are still following your every word and interpreted what you were saying the exact way you want them to receive it. Then after you say the exact last line you wanted to squeeze in and you sit down the rush of nerves catches up, ADRENALINE JUNKIEEE!…. hahaha I hope to get this feeling a lot in this class and with this teacher I hope to absorb all the sunshine she has to offer.
French:I need to take time to sit down this week and just review every single thing from the past. She speaks only in French besides what she says are the “Very important parts.” But I think after asking the girl next to me to translate, EVERYTHING IS IMPORTANT! She is nice, she reminds me of that short woman with the Anna Wintour Black Bob from The Incredibles. There is a girl in that class that reminds me of Misha and she sits by me and she’s really cool. She laughs at everything I say, so my confidence is through the roof during those 3 hours. But then it goes back down when my teacher hears me speaking English during a side conversation and points at me with her animated finger and says, “Parlez- Vous D’anglais! S’il Vous Plait!!!!!” It’s at night from 7:05 to 9:30 pm. I look like a freak walking out after class clutching on my belongings and walking up the 2038042 stairs slightly hoping I fart to ward off any possible intruders in my safe zone.
Physical Anthropology Lab: A needed class and it was the farthest from my version of a sciencey lab I can get. Yessss, and my anthro lab partner is a cutie that asks me questions about myself, I don’t really get that type of attention, so I feel kind of like a celebrity getting interviewed by Barbara Walters Anderson Cooper. ;)
Open Gym: (I forgot the actual name of the class) The wifi works in their so I admit to not putting that much effort yet, since i’m playing Temple Run on my ipod and checking out Hipster photos on Instagram.
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traceytrang said:
the wi-fi works in there*
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