Second Day

It's only the second day, but I feel like it's been a month. Luckily, all of my courses have been enjoyable. My Arabic class was very fun, and the professor is from Tunisia and after asking us whether we'd ever been there (no one had), he says "What?! If you've never been to Tunisia, you don't know that everyone has a camel! And that they buy it when they're thirteen! And they name it after their first love!" I know where my next vacation will be now.

Eww, gross story. This guy in my Chinese class with an incredibly fake broadcaster-sounding voice came in late today, obviously after having ran across campus to get to Willard building. Anyway, he sits directly in front of me, and the first thing I notice is that there are damp patches all over the back of his shirt. Gross, yeah, but nothing to write home about. Then, I see this wet sheen all over his neck. Getting more nasty, yes. Finally, a big bead of sweat cascades down his ear whorl, past the lobe, then plop! Onto my desk. I wanted to vomit. Good lord. My stomach churned.