Five Ways to Know That You Are An L2 Student

The title is self-explanatory, so I wont bore you with any introduction information. Here are the "Three Ways"! (Make that five...!)

1. You laugh when people ask if you finish your homework by Thursday.
2. You know the name of every Spanish conquistador from the 15th-century onward.
3. You tell others about deep theological concepts from Omnibus without thinking.
4. You crack up when people mention Andromeda from the greek myths...
5. You have deep debates about things like the amount of pizza you should have on Hot Lunch.

There you have it! This post was for all four L2's that follow this blog! Come to think of it, this was pretty pitiful. Oh well, I had to do a good natured fill-in post... (Ben, you little...)

About time for one of these......

Ok, this post is going to serve as the Chat room post. essentially, anything you want to talk about that isn't CC related, do so here. (thiny catch my rip on the Core briefings there?) So weather you want to talk about what u ate for lunch, what your Favorite Video game is, or the latest Gorillas song or whatever the heck that band is that RB and Mike have themselves hooked on, Talk about it Here!

Wow! Sour! Bitter? Gross?

Thats right. We're back to Nick-no, sorry- Rick Doherty. As habit, Rick chews on pens and pencils, though most normally pens. Now, no offense Rick, but you chew on them...not only yours but other's too. I learned that from experience. Anyway, I'm rambling now.

Down to the point ~ well for a while last year Rick's pen was malfunctioning. I really don't know what he did to it, but you couldn't put the point out automatically. So, Rick took the most sensible solution and took the small part of the pen that held the ink OUT of the pen. Of course, following habit, he started chewing on that. By the way, to those of you that might want to try this...don't. We were about halfway through the Omnibus class when from the back of the room we hear, "Ca uh go waf my mouf ough?" translated "Can I go wash my mouth out?". That's right, the ink "slide" if you will, had let go of its ink, all into Rick's mouth.

Unfortunately, Rick's tongue was ink-blue the rest of the day and I am pretty sure it didn't taste so good. Was it sour, bitter, gross? Probably a combination of all three.

And there you have it, Something's first post on The [Unofficial] CC Blog.

Writing Privileges...

Okay guys, so here's the deal. We'd love to have other people posting, so, if you have anything you want to say, just comment on this post, and leave your email adress (That's what I have to use to grant "permissions"). If you ask, and don't get an email in a few days saying "You Have Been Invited To Contribute" from blogger, one of a few things has likely happened:
1. My computer was stolen and Unofficial is now being run by a maniac
2. I was Shanghai'd by pirates
3. I was ambushed by ninjas
4. I was banished by Obama
5. I was really busy with homework...
Whatever the case, I WILL get back to ya sooner or later, so don't panic. Also, check your spam folder, just in case. And since I utterly despise technical stuff and want to get back to writing, I officially end this post.

Inside the Insane and Insignificant Life of an L2: Profiling, Part 2

So, where was I?
Believe it or not, there're MANY more characters you need to know about here- I'm not even halfway done. And while these characters aren't exactly Jacobs (he's really the one and only), I still wouldn't dream of leaving them out. Oh, and by the way, Ryan's gonna do some profiling to. So, whatever he says about me, don't believe it! ;) But no, however much I'd like to be the author who gets to sit back with my bag of popcorn and see how ridiculous, insane, and amazing everything, and everyone else is, we've gotta be fair here. As my readers, you deserve to know just what kind of maniac is telling you this stuff. Also, if RB tries to make me out as some witty, charismatic, outgoing guy- I'm not that great. (So don't try it RB!) In fact, I'm lucky to have friends like him.
Okay, so you caught me. I'm rambling again. But you've come to expect it by now, right? Eh, guess that's no excuse. Well, better late than never, here's Role Call, part 2.

Critical Thinking- where we think about our thinking, while we're thinking, in order to make our thinking better. That's a lot of thinking. And that's also very early in the morning. At this time, good old, store-brand, regular thinking is difficult for me. So you can probably imagine why critical thinking would be a bit of a struggle. However, I do my best.
Collapsing at the nearest table, I look around and get my bearings. Next to me is Jacob- looking wild as usual- yes, even shortly after dawn. Beside him, is Ryan, bright-eyed and and bushy-headed. I don't know whats in those vitamins he takes each morning, but I still don't know how he does it. (Yeah, this kid sends me emails at 6 something in the morning. Crazy stuff.) At the other end of the table, I finally find a kindrid spirit- Mike looks pretty dead too.
Back to the profiling. Michael, alias Pope. Yeah, I'm still trying to figure that one out too... Anyway, he's got pale skin, glasses, and dark curly hair, and bears a passing resemblance to a monk. At first glance, he pretty much seems like a stoic. On second, you realize you're wrong. His sense of humor is essentially the polar opposite of Jacob's: quiet. But that doesn't make it any less funny. To appreciate it, you would need some examples- and though I would so love to give them right now- I'm here for profiling. (Stay focused here, Ben) Anyway, Mike's the kinda friend you get to appreciate more and more the longer you know him. Plus, he owns on Super Smash Bros. Brawl. ;)
The remainder of Critical Thinking passes rather uneventfully, at least in light of profiling. So its not until I'm leaving class that I rub shoulders with our next character.

Yeah, I got to the point this time. This boy is Kyle. Kyle's a pretty straight forward guy. He's honest, care-free, and basically loves to laugh. Oh, and when Kyle laughs, his face turns some rather shocking colors- and since he's usually laughing, and he tends to be kind of red in the face. He's yet another chap with blond hair and blue eyes, but his huge smile sets him apart. Also, anyone who's at least vaguely aware of his existence knows (Knows!) that Kyle is a lizard lover and a manic Tennessee Titans fan. Trust me, he makes it known! ;) Oh, and he has an age-old Super Smash rivalry with Mike...

So I head to Latin with Kyle. And thankfully, I'm truly starting to wake up- which is good, since there are all of 5 people in our Latin class. It would be hard to bear a fifth of the class discussion with my eyes crossing. Again, Latin doesn't provide too many profiling opportunities, so I'm gonna gloss over this a bit.