Light Bulb!
GOVT-110. Politics in the U.S. Dear God, what did I do to deserve this? Oh right, I didn't take the AP test Senior year.
It's not just the fact that it's three hours long, twice a week (although she is generous about giving us breaks, unlike Brenner's strict "FIVE MINUTES!" policy). But it's from 1-4:10. 1-4:10! Anyone must know how awful it is staring at the sunrays filtering through the green leaves, fluttering in the ambiance of chirping birds - and taking this all in from the basement of Hurst.
And this is only one of two classes that I have to take over the next month. The other one is the slightly more interesting Arab-Israeli Conflict class, first meeting of which is tonight.
On a different note, I had a rather embarrassing experience when I was at Prince with some friends last night. This is aside from the usual awkward conversation attempts and jokes that are my trademarks (although those were in abundance too). I got up to slink off to the bathroom, and I spent a good five minutes stumbling around the bathroom clawing my hands against the wall because I could not find the light switch. Seriously, this is a more common occurrance than I'd care to admit, and it's caused me to look like a fool in any number of restaraunts and houses.
And speaking of lights, the light in our refrigerator is out. What is that light for, anyway?
It's not just the fact that it's three hours long, twice a week (although she is generous about giving us breaks, unlike Brenner's strict "FIVE MINUTES!" policy). But it's from 1-4:10. 1-4:10! Anyone must know how awful it is staring at the sunrays filtering through the green leaves, fluttering in the ambiance of chirping birds - and taking this all in from the basement of Hurst.
And this is only one of two classes that I have to take over the next month. The other one is the slightly more interesting Arab-Israeli Conflict class, first meeting of which is tonight.
On a different note, I had a rather embarrassing experience when I was at Prince with some friends last night. This is aside from the usual awkward conversation attempts and jokes that are my trademarks (although those were in abundance too). I got up to slink off to the bathroom, and I spent a good five minutes stumbling around the bathroom clawing my hands against the wall because I could not find the light switch. Seriously, this is a more common occurrance than I'd care to admit, and it's caused me to look like a fool in any number of restaraunts and houses.
And speaking of lights, the light in our refrigerator is out. What is that light for, anyway?
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