Spring has Sprung or the semester at least

Something’s I feel need to be addressed. There is a I’m going to call it epidemic of rave attire, behavior, lingo, accessories etc. My personal opinion is that you look like what my grandmother would label as a “delinquent” and I’m sure your parents recognize it as a “phase” and all the “cool kids are doing it”, but enough is enough shoe laces are not belts, rainbow hair is not a REAL hair color, and I know for a fact that you can not eat the “candy” bracelets. I could go on, but since I find myself surrounded by this epidemic I don’t want to be jumped on Tuesday. I feel completely comfortable acknowledging the next topic……and that is my classmates. I enjoy observing all of you, however that is a large task, so it will take me a while to analyze all of you. The ones I have observed so far……it doesn’t look to good for our generation. I would like to take this time to recognize the group of self called “Religious Mimes”…..please explain to me what it is exactly that you act out? The Virgin Mary? Nativity Scenes? Bible Studies? Church camp? The Pope that must be a crowd pleaser…
Now I have already experienced this, but I was much more how should I say it supported in my misery. Freshman year of high school I sat in front of a kid who had Tourettes, now being that we were all 14 and might I just add what a fun time that was, I felt comfortable sharing confused and uncomfortable eye contact with all of my classmates. This time its different I don’t speak to anyone in this class not because I don’t want to believe me I need someone to share these moments with, but because my new classmates are drawing on each others eyebrows (might I suggest either black/brown or brown for a more natural drawn on look?) incessantly clicking pens, flinging ear wax, chipping nail polish, or speaking their native tongue in the back so I find myself alone. I’ll admit it I struggle in this subject a little, ok a lot, which is why I need to pay attention and attend class on a regular basis. I mean this with kindness and I am willing to work with you on maybe like a schedule type of basis or I can skype you into class whatever works best. The seal noises need to end not a little bit, not toned down, I need complete silence from your general corner in order to pass this class. I haven’t researched Tourettes so I’m not sure if you like the sound of seals, seals in general, or the sound your barking echoing in the lecture hall. Now you guys can call me a meanie or whatever, but your not in the class, so you don’t know therefore your opinion does not count. I understand not having control over something and being embarrassed about it. So we need to work out an agreement.
The parking situation the absurd trek I was forced to embark on the dehydration and charlie horse shooting through my left leg is exactly how I like to spend my Thursday mid morning. As for my professors I think we can be friends and I am willing to have a meet n greet BBQ when the weather cooperates, so if any of you know how to barbeque let me know. I’ll supply the meat? Ty if you are reading this. Rehash your trash……not the best for the 2^nd day impression. Some of my favorite quotes so far are “you are all big bags of organs” “I’d mark my territory by peeing all over this door” I get the bag of organs reference, I can get past that, personally I like to think of myself as a bag of raw tissues? Uhhhh. The peeing all over this door to mark territory, so is that why the room has that “smell?” or because you teach anatomy or the lack of air flow in the room and over flow of warm bodies? I guess it could be worse. I could be attending Frayser High School. Helloooo Memphis’s Frayser High I was unaware that you guys were solely funding Teen Mom, 16 & Pregnant, Maury, I didn’t know I was pregnant, Pregnant & Peril, well that gets me off the hook this semester. Ahh I can breathe easy now. I’ll just stick with Lock Up Raw San Quentin edition!