
so in my
BOM class, there is this one guy that wears cargo shorts and a trench coat everyday.
whatev. each to his own, you know? well, every single
tuesday and
thursday (and
i'm assuming other days of the week as well), his cargo pocket is full of tissues, used and to-be-used. and every single
tuesday and
thursday, in the middle of
BOM, he feels the need to blow his nose- the real snotty, runny nose-blowing- at least once during class, but sometimes even more, heaven forbid. when it happens, i crinkle my nose and try not to gag in my mouth a little.
oh but yesterday... yesterday was terrible. at the same exact time that he was blowing his snotty nose, a girl on the other side of me suddenly felt like she needed to blow her
boogery nose. and then i threw up in my mouth a little. no lie.