On the biology of biology
So I have a bit of a crush on my Mammalian Biology lecturer. Not a big deal—he's a Sports Science guy, so I don't see much of a future for us. Plus, I act like a real hand-raising adolescent in the labs, so he probably thinks I'm like seventeen (not to mention, I'm very young-looking. *daintily brushes hair away from face*)
Anyway, I had an interesting time in the lecture yesterday. I'm having a bit of trouble in my chemistry class, so this guy from the class emailed me and told me we had Mammalian Biology together as well, and we should meet up in the lecture. He said he'd be sitting up front. So, for the first time EVAR, I sat in one of the front rows in my bio lecture. I walked to the front of the room, all the while looking at my lecturer, knowing full well that he'd never seen me sit so close before. He probably didn't think twice about it, but I sure was self-conscious.
I achieved a new level of self-consciousness when Dr. Mammalian Biology Lecturer Dude announced—jogging my memory from what he had said in the lab—that we would be looking at the reproductive system today. I miraculously managed not to blush when he looked at me every once in a while, as he rattled on about penii, vaginae, and uteri*.
As it turned out, the guy from chem wasn't even there, but it was all worth sitting up front for the entertainment value.
*WTF, two of those are real words? Here I was thinking I was being clever.
Anyway, I had an interesting time in the lecture yesterday. I'm having a bit of trouble in my chemistry class, so this guy from the class emailed me and told me we had Mammalian Biology together as well, and we should meet up in the lecture. He said he'd be sitting up front. So, for the first time EVAR, I sat in one of the front rows in my bio lecture. I walked to the front of the room, all the while looking at my lecturer, knowing full well that he'd never seen me sit so close before. He probably didn't think twice about it, but I sure was self-conscious.
I achieved a new level of self-consciousness when Dr. Mammalian Biology Lecturer Dude announced—jogging my memory from what he had said in the lab—that we would be looking at the reproductive system today. I miraculously managed not to blush when he looked at me every once in a while, as he rattled on about penii, vaginae, and uteri*.
As it turned out, the guy from chem wasn't even there, but it was all worth sitting up front for the entertainment value.
*WTF, two of those are real words? Here I was thinking I was being clever.
