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Should say what a morning. As my day is not even done yet. I still have to go to work.
First day of school. First class Computers. Spent my first period trying to stay awake as my teacher as my teach explained to us the different parts of a computer. Things I already knew. Thinking to myself, why am I even here? Oh that's right for the easy credit. Then I tried no to laugh at my teachers dorkiness, and the fact that he looked like a child trying to grow into his clothes. He litterly looked like he was 18! Me second course was College English. All we did all morning was talk about different types of speech. Again things I already knew. But again I need this credit in order to get me into college for January. I hope that everybody is having a better day then I am. |
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Reminds me of a class I had, where the teacher "read" everything to us from the text book. Geeeeeeeez gimme a break.
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I wish I had the time to go to school!!!!
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I remember my chemistry professor...always playing with his little tinker toys in class...could always picture him sitting at home in the middle of the floor in his cowboy jammies playing with those things...spent so much time envisioning this that I had to take the class twice
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I wish I had the time to go to school!!!! You can take my computer class for me. I will let you. I mean he explained for 10 minutes on what a recycling bin was on a computer. He even acted it out to us. |
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Reminds me of a class I had, where the teacher "read" everything to us from the text book. Geeeeeeeez gimme a break. ![]() |
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I remember my chemistry professor...always playing with his little tinker toys in class...could always picture him sitting at home in the middle of the floor in his cowboy jammies playing with those things...spent so much time envisioning this that I had to take the class twice ![]() |
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I remember my chemistry professor...always playing with his little tinker toys in class...could always picture him sitting at home in the middle of the floor in his cowboy jammies playing with those things...spent so much time envisioning this that I had to take the class twice ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I remember my chemistry professor...always playing with his little tinker toys in class...could always picture him sitting at home in the middle of the floor in his cowboy jammies playing with those things...spent so much time envisioning this that I had to take the class twice ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe I will get him a stuffed mouse for the next time he feels the need to explain what a computer mouse is. |
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