On the first day of math class, my professor showed us a really cool program that will randomly choose positions on a map to see which stops are most commonly used. It was really only cool because he used a map of the London Underground.
On this first day of class he mentioned London quite a few times, and as I sat there in class I started thinking that he looked quite familiar. Which doesn't make sense, because I knew I had never seen him before.
And then it hit me with the same amount of force the Whomping Willow hit the Weasleys' flying car:
I'm being taught by Horace Slughorn!
I mean, theory of probability isn't quite the same as a potions class, but there are some definite similarities. Like they're both taught by Professor Slughorn.
As if this wasn't enough excitement for one semester, I also have a class with Paul Walker. Well, I'm not sure if it's actually Paul Walker, but every time I try and go up to him and ask if his name is Paul Walker, I just see this:
And how are you supposed to talk to someone when all you can remember is them working so hard to go save the dogs trapped in Antarctica?
Hey, I haven't met you,
So I probably seem crazy,
But you look like Paul Walker
So call me maybe
Probably like that. Thank goodness for Carly Rae Jepsen, solving the world's problems one stalker at a time. (For the record, no, I haven't seen her in any of my classes yet.)
