If you imagine that medical school is a giant hungry monster, I would consider the lecture hall the abdomen of the beast. We all happily volunteered to be digested by this beast, and sit attentively as it takes aways all our nutrients (personalities). Representing the back row, left side - we are the posterior abdominal wall. You may ask what forms our borders, here you go:
Superficial to us: a group of boys who are more or less constantly looking at the website collegehumor.com (that ache in your belly when you laugh too hard)
Deep to us: a row that barely counts (faux back row = false rib) and then the exit (fat and skin), past the exit you find the bathroom - it's nice to know the beast uses one
Lateral to us: clearly the kidneys
Left Kidney - a group of boys who once considered forming a med school frat, beer makes you pee
Right Kidney - a group of strangers who pay attention and stay awake, coffee also makes you pee
Now here's a little more information about the famous back row people:
(from left to right)
Sarah: married but still chill, came to school with orange hair one day
Shlee: will ask you questions about what you wrote down before, during, and after you write it
Mariam: knows in her heart that it is a sin to lunge in front of the opposite sex at the gym, so she doesn't exercise
Farrah: me, newly facinated with the comedian Demetri Martin because they have the same birthday
Abby: doesn't like strangers
Tahir: lives in library, and will stop at nothing to take my breakfast muffin
Bryan: here's a game to play with Bryan, talk to him about anything and see how long it takes for Judism to come up
Ashot: voted most likely to say "wah wah wee wah" during lecture by me
Elvis: mostly quiet towards me, I assume he is either really smart or really evil
The girls make this awesome blog (ok, mostly just me and mariam), and the boys (ok, just ashot) make a blog that has an impossibly long name to type. I see these people the most. I make fun of them because they are rad and understand that I am joking. Either that, or they are plotting my demise as I type this.
--by Farrah, who thinks dinosaurs are neat-o
6 comments:
You are the prettiest, smartest person I know. I lurve you NG. May Allah bless you with many sons, inshaAllah and let the infidel never permeate your superficial pouch. xoxo
wah wah wee wah!!!
Sob** Farrah! I'm not a "stranger" and to say I pay attention.... that's just silly :p
no, you're not a stranger, but I don't know exactly where you sit - other than in that general area. I assume you are all paying attention because you're not nearly as loud as us during class.
Here's a description for you in the comments:
Libery: Sits in the stranger section, but is not a stranger. She will grow to love ab workouts one day - which is not today.
Awwwh, Thanks farrah :) I'm starting to love Abby's fab ab workouts...
And it's true - I sit in the right kidney vicinity, but generally switch it up (sometimes I even skip class... are you shocked?? Then again, WHO does go to Crissman anymore)
I need more allowance! Why? Because I do!
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