i tried to get into an mba class on wednesday. that did not go too well. do you ever walk into a classroom on the first day, and just know that you're the 'nerd' of the class? well, i guess nobody else really has that feeling, but that was how i felt. i felt like these bullies were eyeing me, scheming to use me to do their homework and partner with me whenever there was a project. i felt out of place. that's when i was scheming to pretend i was dumb so nobody would try to use me. wait. i don't need to pretend.

but in any case, the director of the MBA program came in and announced that the professor was in a car accident and would not be able to teach the class since she busted up her leg.

so this one other asian guy in the class, his first question out of several, was not "is she okay?" or "how is she doing?" but rather, "the class isn't cancelled is it? i need this class to graduate." straight off the bat, that was his first question. thinking of his own well being instead of some nice lady who can't even walk anymore. i mean, it's a relevant question, but i thought it was rather rude the way he phrased it right away. no surprise that he was a chinese fob. i guess that's b-school for ya.