| Wednesday, April 18, 2012
There’s nothing quite like getting to the classroom late. The awkward feeling as you make your way to your seat as everyone stares as you, wondering what could possibly have taken you so long to get there (after all, you live across the street!), and if, perhaps, you have the same thing in your lunch bag as you do every other day. It seems I’m getting a bit off track. Let’s just say that Nathan has finally made it to the party. Class, let’s all welcome Nathan. Nathan, please. Take your seat. Perhaps you have something to share?