Basically, I have been thinking to myself a lot about how people love to ass-kiss the professors to no end. It kills me to see the smiling faces of 50+ students everyday after chemistry try to get those few words of idiocy in so that the teacher will remember them for seeking information and knowledge that they supposedly hold. It also kills me to see the students try so hard for nothing because the professors have much better things to do to talk to kids that got through high school by sucking the teachers dick. Okay, for all you brown-nosers out there...It isn't going to work. Stop trying. Study yourself or go to office hours.
Or you can be ORIGINAL. Do things that other students wouldn't do to gain the respect of the professors. Discover an element. Defeat world illiteracy. Get the top score in retro donkey kong. Do something that isn't in the daily cycle of experiences that the professors ....experience. Ok, do you really want the teacher to remember you?? One time in the middle of a 500 person lecture just stand up and stay standing until the teacher recognizes you. Then when they ask you what you are doing...say you have cathisophobia. Then have a friend try to seat you and start screaming. You will accomplish two things in this act of originality. 1. escape a boring lecture. 2. imprint this experience in the mind of your teacher. Win/win. Yay.
Moral:
Stop kissing ass and study. It aint gonna fly in college.
The Dorm
King size bed, no roommate and a beautfiul plant make up the ingredients of the dorm daze that is my college life. Sure it's a little messy, but no room is a room without the usual clothes on the chair and random objects on the bed.
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