back to skool
So today was my first day of school at UNT in Denton...I've taken some night classes over my years in the Air Force, but this is the first time in almost 15 years I've gone to school full-time during the day with the kids.
So my alarm clock goes off at 6am. Smack alarm clock viciously. Stagger around house looking for coffee. Wander into closet before remembering the key fact that the coffee machine is actually in the kitchen. Make coffee and eat some cereal. Take shower (remember to wash between toes). Put clothes on. Remember that using towel BEFORE putting on clothes is a really good idea. Walk out to car. It's raining, of course. Drive to UNT. Wander around aimlessly until time for first class at 8am, political science. It's a freshman-level class, and although I'm almost a senior, I've never taken a second political science class like Texas universities require. Plop in seat with coffee. Notice that the people sitting to my right and left could almost be my kids, age-wise. Stare off into space while instructor bounces around cheerfully (I have dubbed her Satan already). Class is over, whee. I have to read 30 pages tonight, yay!
Really raining out now. Could take my umbrella out of my backpack, but remember if I can survive ice storms in Bosnia and the Middle East, who needs an umbrella. Stomp through several puddles as I am wearing rubber flip flops and I don't care. Second class is Physics II. Professor resembles what you would imagine a middle-aged physics professor with a combover to be. Contemplate the ceiling tiles for a while. Finish coffee. Scribble some notes about Coulomb's Law. Did you know that the Chinese discovered magnetism in approximately 2000 B.C. (Before Chris)? File that info away for future use in Jeopardy. Discover the neato tidbit that there are 6.25 x 10 to the 18th power protons in a Coulomb. Write this out in my notebook...that is 6,250,000,000,000,000,000 protons. Holy shit, what are those protons doing, humping like bunnies? Class is over. Go out wrong side of building and walk a block before I realize I'm going awaaaay from my car. Day 1 complete!
So tomorrow is History and German...I will have to refrain from using our new language we invented in a heat-induced delirium on the way back from Wichita Falls this past weekend, Sperman. I'm sure the teacher will frown on me asking cute girls, "Willst du meine grande Pipi sehen?" Would be funny but not good-grade conducive, haha.
Wish me luck. I'm outta here.
So my alarm clock goes off at 6am. Smack alarm clock viciously. Stagger around house looking for coffee. Wander into closet before remembering the key fact that the coffee machine is actually in the kitchen. Make coffee and eat some cereal. Take shower (remember to wash between toes). Put clothes on. Remember that using towel BEFORE putting on clothes is a really good idea. Walk out to car. It's raining, of course. Drive to UNT. Wander around aimlessly until time for first class at 8am, political science. It's a freshman-level class, and although I'm almost a senior, I've never taken a second political science class like Texas universities require. Plop in seat with coffee. Notice that the people sitting to my right and left could almost be my kids, age-wise. Stare off into space while instructor bounces around cheerfully (I have dubbed her Satan already). Class is over, whee. I have to read 30 pages tonight, yay!
Really raining out now. Could take my umbrella out of my backpack, but remember if I can survive ice storms in Bosnia and the Middle East, who needs an umbrella. Stomp through several puddles as I am wearing rubber flip flops and I don't care. Second class is Physics II. Professor resembles what you would imagine a middle-aged physics professor with a combover to be. Contemplate the ceiling tiles for a while. Finish coffee. Scribble some notes about Coulomb's Law. Did you know that the Chinese discovered magnetism in approximately 2000 B.C. (Before Chris)? File that info away for future use in Jeopardy. Discover the neato tidbit that there are 6.25 x 10 to the 18th power protons in a Coulomb. Write this out in my notebook...that is 6,250,000,000,000,000,000 protons. Holy shit, what are those protons doing, humping like bunnies? Class is over. Go out wrong side of building and walk a block before I realize I'm going awaaaay from my car. Day 1 complete!
So tomorrow is History and German...I will have to refrain from using our new language we invented in a heat-induced delirium on the way back from Wichita Falls this past weekend, Sperman. I'm sure the teacher will frown on me asking cute girls, "Willst du meine grande Pipi sehen?" Would be funny but not good-grade conducive, haha.
Wish me luck. I'm outta here.
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