kids say weird things to me.
Today, one of my students gave me a new nickname - Goofy Loofty. Cute. This was the same kid who lifted his shirt and asked if I liked his six pack after flexing his arm to see if I would “feel his bicep” last week. I try to steer away from this kid for obvious reasons. He also told me today that he didn’t care about science… he just wants to be a lady’s man. When I told him that girls really like smart boys, he laughed and said he didn’t want to date someone like me. Thanks, son.
I tried to reblog this normally, but am not good enough with blogging to figure it out, Kendra. So anyway: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/7654267.stm
I realize that the only two people who will ever read this already have this posted, but I’m just claiming it for my own.
On an entirely different note… I want to make this: 
I just need an excuse. If it’s your birthday, tell me so I can bake it. Now I’m hungry.
