EPTNext came packing my schoolbag, so I quickly sorted through my objects and grabbed only what I needed. I forgot my lunch so I grabbed it. Saw my sister's and I grepped that too. I wasn't happy about it, the entire process seemed greedy, but a boy needs to eat.
My dad told me to stop ramseying around and motioned his pointer finger at the door, the bus was about to leave.
I raced out the door, but I was struck with deadlock with a Big O across my face, the bus had just finished turing left past the intersection. See, the problem with busses is that they're late when you're early and early when you're late, something which I conjecture as the halting problem. Maybe I could have caught up to it, but I'm not fast enough. I have a friend named Grover who knows all about increasing speed.
Oh well, no worries, I walked to school and stopped at KFC along the way, I love the kernel. I met some friends who also missed the bus, and we ordered an array of food. So much food, in fact, that we had to divide and conquer it up to finish. At the end I reminded them that we had to GoTo class.
My classes are spread out all over campus, so much in fact that I feel like a travelling salesman every day. I had to pee, so I polled myself, P or Not P? My thoughts were interrupted when I remembered I was late, so I went with NP-hardly a choice.
As I entered Professor Dijkstra's algorithm lecture, I was relieved to see they were still doing sudo-code. However, I did notice a delaying latency in the professors lecture today, probably because of the heat.
Speaking of the weather, my friend Ackerman functions like a douche in the heat; he once criticized Graham's number theory thesis in an endless loop. We learned to keep Ackerman and Graham exclusive, or something to that effect from that day on.
My other friend, Watson, he's some kind of Oracle. He convinced me to switch from a unary degree to a binary one; Computer Science with Combinatorics and Optimization. He's kind of cryptic but he said that it would automatacally help me earn more perls, whatever that means.
When I get home I like to play a little Matroid prime on the Nx64 before I start homework. You see, life as a student is really a never-ending SQL, because tomorrow is just a recursion of what happened today.
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