Friday, August 24, 2007

[The College Life]

This morning around 2 a.m., a half-hysterical woman was screaming obscenities and telling her boyfriend or date that she "aint going up to his place tonight, not after all his f*** s***!" I stumbled over to my door to double check if I had locked it good and tight.

During my first Freshman writing class this afternoon, a clap of thunder shook the building, and within seconds, the building across the quad squinted back at me through a thick, wet blur. What a day in which to drive home!

Speaking of teaching, my kids all have their first rough draft due today. I've read about half of them, and I'm pretty excited to see their final products. So much variety!

Well, the period is almost over, and my kids are checking out their peers' edits, so I better stop typing and give out the assignment.

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