So if you live your life in a three piece suit,
In a cocktail dress, or combat boots
You pick your path and you walk your truth
And the world will come round to you.

Pop the cork, a champagne glass
Raise to the future, drink to the past
Thank the Lord for the friends he cast,
In the play he wrote for you.

Monday, March 03, 2003

Day in the life of talking to a professor before a midterm:
"Nono..there are many variations to the answer. As I said, all of these concepts are subjective. There are many answers to the question....but mine is correct."

"I'm not testing you on memorization. I want you to understand the material rather than have you quote Algorithm 1 from the text. It's on Algorithm 2 btw."

"I wasn't aware your book talked about that."

"Is my midterm hard? Well....has anyone here ever taken one of my midterms?"
*dude raises hand*
"And how was it?"
dude: "no comment."
"No comment? Well....let's just say, bring a box of kleenex. I won't have any of you crying on my shoes. I lose more shoes that way than anything else."

--- *sigh*

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