an old story from the good ole G-dub.

So i've been reading about the Virginia Tech shootings as i'm sure all of you have and it reminded me two things.

First , it reminded me of a student that was once in two of my classes. He'd show up and be nice to us girls, and be a jerk to everyone else. Like one day he brought a box he had made in the machine shop in and let me and jamie look at it, but refused to let nathan look.

In most classes that he showed up to he'd cause a scene, like when he unscrewed the blinds from the window even when the teacher asked him not to and to sit back down, all the meanwhile walking around barefoot.

One inscident to note was when Ash and I were sitting in the back of the room during class, she was drinking a nice big bottle of spring water. She left the room to pee, and while she was gone he got up from the front of the room, walked around the entire class to where i was sitting in the back, empty cup in hand, and picked up her bottle and re-filled his cup!

Do you know how hard it was for me to keep from laughing? even harder when she returned to find an empty bottle! I'm laughing pretty hard now while typing it.

He then took a paper towel and one by one wrapped each knuckle like he was going to fight and turned his chair to face the back of the room where us girls were sitting. At this point Nathan and Keenan moved thier chairs between the guy and us and hung around class with us till he had left.

Shortly after that he stopped showing up to class and wasnt hanging around the machine shop (prob not safe to have him there anyway).

Laurie got the scoop from a UPD officer as to what happened to him:
He was in the student center one day, and like the ash water story, he tried to steal some girl's milkshake! she called upd and had him written up. About a week later he did something else in the student center and the police came to arrest him. they got him via police car or ambulance i dotn remember...to the hospital to get checked out up there, just as the doors open he bolts across campus. Laurie's favorite UPD officer chases him down, tackles him to the ground and brings him back to the hospital.

They put him in a gown and let him wait in an observance room with just him and a bed. He proceeded to unstrip the bed and make the sheets into a head turbin.

I can only assume he is now in a mental institution, we havent heard from him since.


second, each person shot has a short sentance said about them here and there like "great smile" "good dad" etc. Well if it were me what would all of you say about me? "really good at blogging on a regular basis"? I sure hope someone would come up with something better to say :( Maybe I should make a point about doing something more productive with my free time so someone has something good to say about me.