Tuesday, March 3, 2009
hello, old friend.
7:42 PM
(during training):
Ben: But it's raining today so we can't do hill training. Imagine if we slipped and fell on our faces and slid all the way down on our faces.
Ash: *cringes* ...Foooo.
*turns to Qiu* So I guess you tried it, huh?
Estelle: Qiu; I'll buy you a drink if you bartop dance for me on that table.
Qiu: Only one drink?!?! Besides. I'm not gonna dance on tables like some bartender person.
Cara: ...Bartenders don't dance on tables.
Estelle: Actually Qiu, I take that back. I'll let you buy me two drinks to watch you bartop dance on the table.
Shalom: (addressing Hang (pronounced harhng, for the uninitiated/non Vietnam scholars): So how dyou spell your name?
Hang: H-A-N-G.
Shalom: WOW! So it's spelt H-A-N-G just like the way it's pronounced: "hung"!!!!!
Everyone else: *brief silence*
Ash: ...H-A-N-G is pronounced "hang".
Shalom: No!!!! H-A-N-G is pronounced......oh. Oh yeah.
Lawrence: *facepalm* What school dyou teach in, again?
Shalom: ACS.
Everyone else: *brief silence*
Ash: Oh. That explains some things.
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(during Lit, when asked to analyze "The Red Badge Of Courage")
Amrit: *sighs* ...There's just something about men in uniform.
Our general row: I know, right?!?! *buzzbuzzbuzzbzzzz*
Whitby (from the front of the lecture theatre): ...Will the group of girls over there please stop waxing lyrical about their fantasies about men in uniform?
*gestures to NJ guys* There're plenty of men in uniform right here and theyyy don't seem to be doing anything for ya.