JEREMY SPOKE IN CLASS TODAY...
No, wait, he did not, BUT I DID!!!!
If last week I made a complete and utter dunce of myself in front of my archaeology prof, today I blew everyone else in the class completely out of the water...
Ok, so it wasn’t quite that dramatic, but I am thrilled. I was in archaeology today, thinking that it was going to be a normal class period, lecture, take notes, try to pay attention and not get distracted by this professor, who is hilarious...
He never calls on anyone. He never has. I never thought he would. But then today he is talking about some villa in Pompeii and the three parts that it is divided into, and I somehow made eye contact, completely by accident, but thus prompting what happened next, which was probably completely my fault.
A transcript of the conversation, as translated by yours truly:
Prof: "This, then, is the pars urbana, a large peristyle surrounded with a portico just here..."
[Points to the slide, demonstrating large portico]
"Pars Urbana," Blair writes. "Big peristyle at top of house with portico. Sidenote: look up pars urbana, peristyle."
[Blair looks up. Prof turns back to class. Eye contact is made. Blair remains calm. "After all," she thinks, "he knows who I am, and thinks I can’t speak his language. Plus he never calls on anyone anyway. I am safe."]
Prof, to Blair: "And you, tell me what you know about the peristyle and what is contained therein."
[Blair’s jaw on ground, eyes size of quiches.]
Blair: "Ahh, well, the peristyle? Oh, of course."
[Thinking to herself, "HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? IF I ASK HIM TO REPEAT THE QUESTION IT WILL JUST DRAG THIS OUT MORE. JUST GO WITH WHAT YOU THINK."]
Blair: "Right, the peristyle. Um, the garden is there."
Prof: "Oui..."
Blair: "Oh, and also, um, the eating room. With the benches. For eating on."
Prof: "Oui, the garden, yes, and the dining room, complete with seats, yes."
Ok, so maybe not blew them out of the water. But the point is, the whole class was listening, and I OPENED MY MOUTH. I haven’t done that in ANY class yet, since my French is terrible compared to everyone else’s and the profs don’t really care anyway... And I had gotten along just fine like that and probably would have continued had he not FORCED me out of my shell.

The unleashed lion,
B