bam. elbow to the knee cap.
ridiculous. this last week was the first time i ever had one of those complete all night homework sessions. Wouldn't you know it, i do homework from 9pm to 5am and then my profs decide that they don't want the homework yet. so i guess it saved me a little bit, because i almost assuredly would have put it off till finals when it's all due. music theory can get a little old after doing it for four hours straight. oh, and writing a 6 page paper,.. you know that's another thing. 6 pages?! who the crap requires a 6 page paper on a job shadow. granted it does get a little hard when you don't really do a job shadow. But it's nearly impossible for him to find that out. I "job shadowed" jason johanson. the first place my prof would look is on myspace. he'd see his profile, and it says something about him and his recording studio, but no info or links, and he doesn't have a website, and he doesn't answer messages. so even if he suspected anything, he wouldn't be able to prove anything.
Another thing at school. I'm in an ett (engineering) class. so it's like thirty egotistical nerds who all seem to think they're also incredibly buff, and one girl. there's an endless supply of stories, but to make it short, the prof is the same as them, and they get each other fired up. anyway, there's these two guys in the class, and no matter what the prof says, they have the perfect instant interjection to continue suckling at the proverbial teat. brown nosers. teachers pets. whatever you want to call them. well, anyway you look at it, you can imagine they deserve an elbow to the armpit or knee cap or what have you. and as you may have read, i had the wonderous pleasure of giving a presentation on rockets. of course, the two guys are sitting on either side of the prof, and they come up with stupid questions that are way too specific. so i'm talking about supercavitating torpedoes, basically air is released at the nose creating a bubble completely enveloping the torpedo. One of the guys interrupts me "now i know a lot about this, i just wanted to see if you knew. just how much space is between the torpedo and the water?" I say "it doesn't matter. not very much. none of the existing sources make any mention of the space between the torpedo and the water. obviously if it's traveling at 230mph, it is going to be a pretty small layer. and what number did you make up for it?" suddenly he forgot how much space there was. Then afterward, i heard him talking to the prof saying "yeah those guys didn't know anything. i could have gone forever about that." bam. elbow to the knee cap.
i suppose i'll be in turlock thursday night. oooh wait. dag nabbit. well, more on that later.
Another thing at school. I'm in an ett (engineering) class. so it's like thirty egotistical nerds who all seem to think they're also incredibly buff, and one girl. there's an endless supply of stories, but to make it short, the prof is the same as them, and they get each other fired up. anyway, there's these two guys in the class, and no matter what the prof says, they have the perfect instant interjection to continue suckling at the proverbial teat. brown nosers. teachers pets. whatever you want to call them. well, anyway you look at it, you can imagine they deserve an elbow to the armpit or knee cap or what have you. and as you may have read, i had the wonderous pleasure of giving a presentation on rockets. of course, the two guys are sitting on either side of the prof, and they come up with stupid questions that are way too specific. so i'm talking about supercavitating torpedoes, basically air is released at the nose creating a bubble completely enveloping the torpedo. One of the guys interrupts me "now i know a lot about this, i just wanted to see if you knew. just how much space is between the torpedo and the water?" I say "it doesn't matter. not very much. none of the existing sources make any mention of the space between the torpedo and the water. obviously if it's traveling at 230mph, it is going to be a pretty small layer. and what number did you make up for it?" suddenly he forgot how much space there was. Then afterward, i heard him talking to the prof saying "yeah those guys didn't know anything. i could have gone forever about that." bam. elbow to the knee cap.
i suppose i'll be in turlock thursday night. oooh wait. dag nabbit. well, more on that later.