Classes

It's interesting when you first start a class. In a normal world, the first college class of the semester starts with everyone generally being shy, placing their new books on the desk and pretending to leaf through them. The professor walks in, attempts some sort of clumsy "getting to know you" assignment, hands out the syllabus and makes a quick escape. You breathe a sigh of relief as you realize your 3 hour class ended up taking 15 minutes.

But our class last night had Bill in it. Strange things happen when Bill is around.

So it was that our professor walked into the classroom with Bill giving one of his timely lectures on the dangers of fidelity to a group of people who had never met him. There was, of course, an interesting debate going on in which we were loud and raucous What must that poor man have thought?

But I wouldn't want it any other way. The reason why our class was so exciting last semester was because we had so many electric personalities in it. I can only hope for the same.