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either:a. you have mad skill (which is highly likely)b. you are in a HUGE class (also highly likely)c. you are the master of deception (i wouldn't recommend this one). I can NEVER hide my phone in my classes, and I have a SLVR. But then again, we usually have 10 people in our classes...so....
Just take a laptop and pretend like you're taking notes...how do you think I survived through all those boring and useless lectures?
I got nothing.
I forgot the maps
Some of my classes are huge which make it easy, others we all have computers in front of us, so it is easy to hide.
Oh how thou art envied...
You're gona love this...I actually take notes in all my classes. I have over 100 pages of notes for like every class. I just copy word for word what they say. that way later when everyone finds out the truth about them, at least I can provide the evidence... Plus, MAC doesn't really come up with good games. I wish they had internet in the classrooms...that would be incredible.
If they didn't, my GPA would be incredible....
Plus, MAC doesn't really come up with good games. I wish they had internet in the classrooms...that would be incredible.
What is this talk about having the internet in the college classroom? When I was in college some *cough*-teen years ago, we had no stinking internet! And we got through just fine. Internet in the classroom... Is outrage!
You also walked up hill, both ways, barefoot, in your parents pajamas, in a blizzard....
You forgot to mention the outrageous distance. You missed a step in your calculation.
I was mimicing the older folks. Lapses in memory ya know??
Nice save. I believe the formula is: "when I was your age" + walking barefoot + some kind of steep incline* + both directions + outrageous distance + inclement weather of your choice + location of choice*** Preferably hill or mountain** usually church or school, usually having to do with where you DON'T want to goIf I missed something let me know. [edited for spelling mistake]
When I've heard it, it usually goes:"when I was your age" + location of choice** + outrageous distance + some kind of steep incline* + inclement weather of your choice + both directions + walking barefoot
When my dad was in university, the Uni only had one computer, named Gandalf, big as a room, and when Gandalf started flashing red lights, you saved your stuff!
When I was in Uni we only had one computer, and it didn't have lights, unless you added them to the abacus yourself!
So HOW was life in Ancient Egypt anyways??
What's all this fancy talk about abacuses? When I was at uni, located in the mountains of Eastern Kentucky, I'd have to run faster than the sabre toothed tigers could chase me, uphill both ways so that my tracks would mislead them, over rock hard ice that would cut my reed sandals to ribbons, just so that I could count with sticks.And I was grateful to get to count with sticks, because they were much lighter than rocks that others had to count with!
Wouldn't the proper plural form of abacus be abaci??
So you're surprised, huh? Shouldn't be...
thank you geronda. i will be making a pilgramage pronto to seek your heavenly guidance on all my other life issues
Make sure you bring baklava with you.
Not gona happen. I hope hard alcohol is an acceptable substitute.
Check your PM's...i sent you something.
Inching our way toward 100 pages...
You know after the 100000 posts a page change..I havn't even payed attention the page count on this thread...
When I started college there was one computer lab for the university. It closed at 10:30 each night.I remember the one kid in my hall had his own computer. I had a cell phone back then though But now that university gives a laptop to each in-coming frosh. And what's this about wi-fi?I remember I was in a terrible car-accident and was out of university for a year. I came back and everyone had cell phones and computers. It was an overnight revolution.
Lucky guy. When I hurt myself, they used to give us splints made of solid granite - even for a minor scrape! There were no paper cuts then - no papyrus had been discovered yet. Fr Chris could tell you about it - I think that's around when he retired!
OH HECK NO! LOL!!!! Oh the good ole days...
Remember when you had to use your own blood one time to write on that confounded papyrus? We had to leech you for days!
Don't remind me! And that time that you had a non-cancer tumor and we had to stab you with red-hot pokers over and over again...
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