that friday feeling
Here dwells Thranduil, Elf-King of Eryn Lasgalen. Tread wisely, my sentinels are watching, and their arrows are sharp.
there are guys in my dorm who decided to play cards in the elevator
see what intrigues me about college isn’t the intellectual pursuit or the bonding or whatever, its the fact that people have the freedom to do random shit like this
Okay, everybody, I have a story about random shit in college. When I was in college, there was a particular class I took where, no matter what time you walked into class, if you made it into the room before the professor, you wouldn’t be counted late. I mean, that’s a pretty cool policy, given how some professors are really obnoxious about attendance.
Well, one time, a fellow student of mine was running late to class. As she reached the edge of the building, she saw her professor making it to the front steps (super long rectangular building here). He looks up from walking and he sees her. He then points to his watch, gives her a well-meaning “Look who’s late” face, and walks on inside.
What he didn’t know, though, was that this particular student was like freakishly good at bouldering and related climbing skills, so she was just like “Fuck it” and SCALED THE BUILDING!
She tapped on the window of the 4th floor classroom (the floors had like 20ft ceilings, so, she was quite a ways up there), nearly making one student piss himself. They opened the window, she rolled through, onto the floor, and slid into her seat about five seconds before the professor opened the door to the classroom.
He did a double take, started to say “How the hell d—” when a security guard ran in, red-faced and panting, pointed at her and bellowed “STOP DOING THAT!”
"Make no mistake. My people are forest dwellers. We love our trees and all that grows. My home however was made not only by elvenkind hands, but also by the dwarves of old. They prefer their caves. In the absence of dwarves we haves shaped this place to our needs,…
Thranduil gave her a confused look then entered the TARDIS slowly. He looked about from side to side, then up and down.
Then he blinked and stepped backwards out of the ship, nearly stumbling over Rose. He ran his hand over the surface of the TARDIS and never removing it circles the vessel. When he came around again he re-entered and glanced about.
"This is astounding!"
"I am very curious about this ship of yours. I have never seen a vessel appear out of thin air—and ship seems a strange word for it. It looks like a wardrobe with lights, not a ship. I have only once before heard of a ship sail on anything but water. But if a ship…
"Make no mistake. My people are forest dwellers. We love our trees and all that grows. My home however was made not only by elvenkind hands, but also by the dwarves of old. They prefer their caves. In the absence of dwarves we haves shaped this place to our needs, and you will find an abundance of life growing through my halls."
Thranduil said ‘dwarves’ like it was a dirty word.
"I would like to examine your ship. You said you cannot explain it, so I will take your earlier advice and ask her."