“I miss you! How come you didn’t sign up for Trig this semester? I need you back, your jokes kept everyone awake!”
–My highschool math teacher
(I had enough credits and was terrible at math. Coasted my senior year. Now learning it all again because a solid understanding helps in making games and I have big wrinkly adult brain now…but this complement will always be dear to me. I hope she’s doing well.)
This, but unironically.
Class clowns represent
Steps for being the class clown:
Disassociate the moment the teacher starts talking
Randomly snap back to the present, absorb the last 6 words the teacher said
Loudly state the first thing that comes to mind
Disassociate again once kicked out of the classroom
Humor is my survival and conflict avoidance mechanism.
Chandler Bing is our spirit animal.
“I miss you! How come you didn’t sign up for Trig this semester? I need you back, your jokes kept everyone awake!”
–My highschool math teacher
(I had enough credits and was terrible at math. Coasted my senior year. Now learning it all again because a solid understanding helps in making games and I have big wrinkly adult brain now…but this complement will always be dear to me. I hope she’s doing well.)