First off, because the Prof didn't look like she would eat you if she asked you to stand up and say something up front. The first time I walked in the classroom, my glasses weren't on, and I just saw this girl in a purple shirt talking inside the room. Oh, new classmate, I thought. And after a few minutes of listening and waiting for the professor, I new thought came sauntering by: "Silly goose, that is the Prof."
Oh.
It had its quirks. The class was fun because of all the interactive reporting styles of teaching, because the teacher wasn't all "superior-y" but rather like a classmate who knows way more than we do, and to my delight, we weren't off doing nosebleedy equations with our noses stuck on a monitor. I thought we'd be going through the basics they taught back in grade school, but I learned more about hackers, and Mac-vs-Windows-vs-Linux and CDs and stuff... CompSci's really fun, it’s something I look forward to two times a week.
That, and I was given a chance to write, and for my grade too... here I could write about new stuff besides a newsletter, a fanfic, or somebody else's Reaction Paper about The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. So when I found out that Ms. Kath wouldn't be our Prof anymore, I chimed along with the "Aaaaaawwwwwww..." Choir.
Gosh you'd think I was rating a movie or something...

Bwahahahaha....
Two toes up!
