This semester I missed registration and of course the class I needed to take was full. I came to school as prepared as I could to add the class.

I found the room and waited outside. Some girl decided to see if the room was open and everyone waiting followed her inside. She sat in the spot I had planned on sitting in, so I sat behind her. More and more people kept coming through the door and filled the seats. Once all the seats were taken people started standing along the walls.

The teacher finally came in and asked those of us trying to add the class and sitting in seats to give our seats to those were actually enrolled in class. There was maybe fifteen people standing along the walls trying to add the class. I started wondering how the teacher was going to decide who was going to add. I also started to doubt that I would even be able to add this class and thought I might have a better chance in another.

I listened to the teacher until he said something about the previous class, which wasn't the class I took. Was I in the wrong class? I kept going back and forth in my mind if I was in the right class and if I should walk out of the class. I finally walked out and headed for the student center to figure out where the hell I was supposed to be. I checked with a counselor and realized I was trying to get in the wrong class, so I had to try for the correct one.

I made my way to the class I was supposed to be in and tried to walk in quietly to avoid attention to myself. I was close to sitting down, then the teacher called me over. So I made my way to the front of the room and  the teacher made a comment about me being late. I told him I was in the wrong room and I was trying to add his class. Somehow he didn't hear a thing I said and told me that he makes people dance when they are late.

(Let me just say, for some strange reason I had a thought that morning wondering if I would get a teacher who would make me do something to embarrass myself.)

So I did his stupid hula dance he told me to do, but oddly I didn't feel embarrassed at all. It wasn't exactly the time of my life, but I really didn't care what people were thinking. I figured if I were to just get through this I can get to my seat quicker and the day would just carry on.

That was last week. I was able to add the class last thursday.

As I sat in class yesterday, I realized he reminded me very much of someone I knew. My "egg donor" was dating this loser, Joe. I'm not sure that they're still seeing each other, but it doesn't matter because I don't really care. I'm just trying to make a point that my teacher looks like him. They both have a big gut and similar facial features, except my teacher is this dark skinned japanese.

I was having difficulty when I realized this in class. I was remembering that I was rude to Joe, because I didn't respect him for being a drunk. And there was my teacher who is constantly saying "You see?" and "ok?" and "what?" It's very annoying.

I really don't want any trouble with this teacher or the class in general. I just want to get through it and get a good grade.