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So it's week two of back to uni.
I had seven hours of class today - 8am to 5 pm, six of which were continuous.
It wasn't too bad, though.
In the first hour we got through all of embryology, i.e. weeks 0-8 of life, which was a helluva lot.
In the next hour we had a tute about contraception. Before the tutor came in, I joked about how we'd learn from the banana penis. The banana penis is a plastic banana used for sex ed that opens up to reveal a penis, which students can practice putting condoms on. Anyway, so about ten minutes into the tute, the tutor pulls a banana penis out of the teaching kit and my friends around me laugh.
It was a funny tute, because almost all the contraceptive and sexual know-how was contributed by the women in the class who were pretty laid back and comfortable about sex while all these nervous, geeky guys just stayed silent. We also got to inspect the female condom which looks pretty scary.
In the last hour I had of class, which was my tute for POLS2020, the politics/women's studies subject I'm doing this sem called Sex, Human Rights and Justice. Man, that tutor is NUTS! It was like he forgot to take his ritalin and so just have three expressos instead. I was somewhere between freaked out and amused as he jumped around the class taking the roll and erratically scribbled and rubbed stuff off the blackboard. He seems to know his stuff, though. We didn't go through the reading at all, which kind of annoyed me considering I had read the 14 pages worth of stuff. I did get to tell the class about how the Doha rounds at the WTO broke down because no one else knew about it.
Tomorrow is Ed's and my two and a half year anniversary. Neither of us have bought presents or made cards, but we're going to watch Wayne's World and play pool, which is just as romantic and thoughtful, really.
Edit: we neither watched Wayne's World nor played pool, but it was a nice anniversary nevertheless, complete with random KN sightings, the eating of soup and a meal at Asian King
I had seven hours of class today - 8am to 5 pm, six of which were continuous.
It wasn't too bad, though.
In the first hour we got through all of embryology, i.e. weeks 0-8 of life, which was a helluva lot.
In the next hour we had a tute about contraception. Before the tutor came in, I joked about how we'd learn from the banana penis. The banana penis is a plastic banana used for sex ed that opens up to reveal a penis, which students can practice putting condoms on. Anyway, so about ten minutes into the tute, the tutor pulls a banana penis out of the teaching kit and my friends around me laugh.
It was a funny tute, because almost all the contraceptive and sexual know-how was contributed by the women in the class who were pretty laid back and comfortable about sex while all these nervous, geeky guys just stayed silent. We also got to inspect the female condom which looks pretty scary.
In the last hour I had of class, which was my tute for POLS2020, the politics/women's studies subject I'm doing this sem called Sex, Human Rights and Justice. Man, that tutor is NUTS! It was like he forgot to take his ritalin and so just have three expressos instead. I was somewhere between freaked out and amused as he jumped around the class taking the roll and erratically scribbled and rubbed stuff off the blackboard. He seems to know his stuff, though. We didn't go through the reading at all, which kind of annoyed me considering I had read the 14 pages worth of stuff. I did get to tell the class about how the Doha rounds at the WTO broke down because no one else knew about it.
Tomorrow is Ed's and my two and a half year anniversary. Neither of us have bought presents or made cards, but we're going to watch Wayne's World and play pool, which is just as romantic and thoughtful, really.
Edit: we neither watched Wayne's World nor played pool, but it was a nice anniversary nevertheless, complete with random KN sightings, the eating of soup and a meal at Asian King