Butterflies and Memories

My online Chemistry class takes place in a kind of ‘meeting room’, which is only open during a certain time, i.e. class time. Thus, from 1:10 to 2:50 every Thursday the room is open. The teacher only logs in about 1: 15 and class usually ends around 2: 40. The teacher can log out when class is over, but the room is still open until the time block is over. Occasionally, students will stay late (after the teacher) to chat and everything while the meeting room is still open. Last week, there were only three people who stayed late: myself, Candice, and Josh. This past Thursday, the three of us were the ones who stayed late again. Our conversation went roughly like this:

Me = M
Candice = C
Josh = J

J: It’s us three again!

C: We should start a club or something.

M: Yeah, we should! What would we call ourselves?

J: The Last Three

M (at the same time): The Stay-Laters

C: The Gangsta Krill *(this is me. The gangsta krill thing is a Chemistry class inside joke which I will explain later)* Stay Laters Last Three!!!

M: Wow. That sounds intimidating. We could just say our name and all would fall at our feet! We could take over the world!

J: Not really.

C: We totally could!

/A little later/ *(Me again. When the teacher isn’t logged in, generic classical music plays in the background. There are never any vocals.)*

C: There’s a guy singing. That’s weird. There’s never any singing.

J: Yeah

M: That’s really weird.

C: It sounds like Josh Groban.

M: Yeah. This should be our theme song!

C: We just say our name, sing our Josh Groban song, and all fall at our feet!

M: Yo! It’s the Gangsta-Krill-Last-Three-Stay-Laters! Be afraid! Be very afraid!

J: Wow.

Hope you enjoyed this little clip of the hilarity of my Chemistry class and fellow students. Join me again next week for my new episode: “The Gangsta Krill”. This is Kristen, signing off. *ggrssscrklgrs*