what a day
Aug. 9th, 2005 09:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starzkiWe had the student goodbye for
Dr. P today. He made us all tell him one thing about us that he
didn't know and that he wanted to remember about us before he
left. So I start wracking my brain for a story that wasn't either
completely inappropriate or the result of too much alcohol. I
managed to come up with
the one where my friend (who is a girl) got hit on by a gay man who was
then told to "back off by said gay man's boyfriend. Hee. I
love that story.
Then the entire table booed it
because it was too tame and it technically happened to a friend of mine.
So I told a story that happened as a result of too much indulgence in intoxicating beverages. Basically it went : I picked a fight with a frat boy during the toga party who dumped my best friend/roommate and made her cry.
It's not my best story, but even that one is borderline of what I want my professors to know about me.
Then he proceeded to tell us about his UC Berkley days back in the '60's and I started to feel like a complete square. Which I am. Which is really okay with me.
So I told a story that happened as a result of too much indulgence in intoxicating beverages. Basically it went : I picked a fight with a frat boy during the toga party who dumped my best friend/roommate and made her cry.
It's not my best story, but even that one is borderline of what I want my professors to know about me.
Then he proceeded to tell us about his UC Berkley days back in the '60's and I started to feel like a complete square. Which I am. Which is really okay with me.
