big_damn_heros Yay college.
And so it begins, the not-quite-daily chore of turning up to class and not really paying attention. Oh my god is art history not the most boring subject ever...Michaelangelo blah blah blah Botticelli blah blah blah. I worked in an art gallery. I knew all this stuff. Okay, maybe the 'history' part in 'art history' should have given it away, but still, they could at least spice it up a little. I mean, I'd assume that most people taking the class would at least know the basics, this is just ridiculous. At least itv's an easy class to breeze through and miss the lectures.
Everyone on campus looks so...plastic. Like they're in a really bad teen drama movie. Perfectly coiffed hair, troweled on make-up, I'm sure I even saw a couple of guys wandering around with a little eyeliner on. I guess that's LA...travel broadening the mind and such. Still, the scruffy-haired vaguely unshaven Brit who'd never worn braces (they're not bad enough to warrant a mouthful of metal, really) was enough of a curiosity to attract a few glances. Just not quite attractive enough. Whatever, I didn't really care.
Science class looks interesting though. I totally bombed my biology O-levels, but that was due to lack of attention paying more than anything else. I knew how plants grew, I didn't feel any compulsion to actually study them. This chemistry and physics stuff is great though. The lecturer was boring - I've yet to find a lecturer who makes anything sound interesting - but the TA was bright and bubbly. I'd never met anyone to describe as 'bubbly' before, but she was it. And her name is Fred apparently.
We've got to pick partners for lab work too. I swear, everybody in the class knows each other. It's like some 'it's a small world' experiment in this city. There was a quiet blonde girl who seemed in the same boat as me, she looked shy, or just reserved. Maybe she'd be nice once you got to know her, I dunno. I went up to her and introduced myself.
"Hey," I said. "I'm Tim. And since we seem to be the only two people who didn't have their lab partners chosen a birth, I guess we'll be working together."
Everyone on campus looks so...plastic. Like they're in a really bad teen drama movie. Perfectly coiffed hair, troweled on make-up, I'm sure I even saw a couple of guys wandering around with a little eyeliner on. I guess that's LA...travel broadening the mind and such. Still, the scruffy-haired vaguely unshaven Brit who'd never worn braces (they're not bad enough to warrant a mouthful of metal, really) was enough of a curiosity to attract a few glances. Just not quite attractive enough. Whatever, I didn't really care.
Science class looks interesting though. I totally bombed my biology O-levels, but that was due to lack of attention paying more than anything else. I knew how plants grew, I didn't feel any compulsion to actually study them. This chemistry and physics stuff is great though. The lecturer was boring - I've yet to find a lecturer who makes anything sound interesting - but the TA was bright and bubbly. I'd never met anyone to describe as 'bubbly' before, but she was it. And her name is Fred apparently.
We've got to pick partners for lab work too. I swear, everybody in the class knows each other. It's like some 'it's a small world' experiment in this city. There was a quiet blonde girl who seemed in the same boat as me, she looked shy, or just reserved. Maybe she'd be nice once you got to know her, I dunno. I went up to her and introduced myself.
"Hey," I said. "I'm Tim. And since we seem to be the only two people who didn't have their lab partners chosen a birth, I guess we'll be working together."