Friday

I should be used to getting up at 5:30 every morning, but I'm not and neither is my stomach. I'm hungry but nothing ever sounds good, but if I don't eat something, then my stomach likes to be noticed during my class and my professor thinks someone is growling at him. Granted most days I'd like to growl at him because he talks to us like we should know this stuff one minute and then the next he explains every letter on the board...it's quite frustrating. This morning I decided to eat a Chobani Flipped Yogurt and thoroughly enjoyed it. Guess what?!?! It was one that was recalled due to mold!!! I guess they call it flipped for multiple reasons because my stomach flipped after I read that piece of info. 

Today is Paint Houston Red or Keep Houston Red or whatever, so U of H students, alumni, workers, etc are encouraged to wear red. I didn't see any strange outfits today, but I did see a guy carrying a skateboard across the road and then as he walked along the sidewalk. What is the point of having a skateboard, if you aren't going to ride it?!? Is it some type of statement that says, Look at me I own a skateboard, I'm cool!! Maybe I should get one and little kids/adults won't think I'm scary! I think I am going to buy some roller blades and just sling them over my shoulder instead of wearing them to skate...That trend would totally take off!!

In class today, the little gray headed professor made everyone fill the front seats without skipping any. I think I give off that scary vibe and no one sits behind me or to my left. So when he said to move up the fish had to sit by the cougar!! The guy to my right missed the red memo and wore all black...this cougar was a little frightened by him. He was completely annoyed with having to move from so far back he could have been in the next building. I then turned my attention back to the guy who would rather play on Instagram or text while sitting in front row right in front of the professor. I was thinking of moving right behind him so I could slap him every time he touched his phone, but KARMA got him today. He of course was playing on the phone again, but our professor had given us the task of trying to figure out which element we represented on the Periodic Table...I won't even try to explain that, except that I was sulfur...of course I'd get something that stinks and yellow isn't a good color on me! Anyway, the professor asked if everyone knew what they were, Phoney raised his hand and said he was confused...this guy was only the 6th person, so he only had to figure out what the 6th element was...pay attention!! I could sense some frustration on the part of the prof but he remained cool and explained it again, which Phoney didn't get again...the girl sitting next to him had to tell him the answer. You would think that embarrassment would set him straight, oh heck no! He still continued to text and play on his phone. Not that I'm judging because I'm not, this guy looks like a total dweeb, I guess he's probably texting the solution to some math or technology problem to someone needed help. If that's the case, then I will let him off the everyone-should-be-paying-attention hook. Is it really that difficult to not be on your phone for 45 minutes?!? We have created MONSTERS!! 

Dueces,

Pippen