I've heard so much about the distortion of time here, but this is the first time I've experienced it myself. At least, I think it is... When I decided it was time to come back, it was July. I thought I might have a month of summer vacation left here to settle back in before having to teach again. Perhaps I'll have more, since it's too late in the year to bother picking it back up.
...Unfortunately for you students, that was a joke. As much as I'd like to slack off until September... We'll start with a test on Monday to see what I you remember.
For those of you who aren't familiar with me, my name is Blacky. I teach psychology. For those of you who are, I'm sorry for leaving without notice. I probably owe an explanation, but I wouldn't know where to begin. Let's leave it in mystery, then. Especially since I can't go back until it's July here... I'd rather not blow up the universe. | |