Ewww, eyeballs.
In anatomy we are supposedly learning about the senses, and what better sense to begin with but the sense of sight! Of course as we were going through all the basic systems of the eyeball and various disorders I was a little bit angry at my eyes, the defective things.
Anyway, we were herded into the lab and a group of acquaintances and I managed to get our latex-covered hands on a cow eye. Massive was an understatement; here was this... this gargantuan eyeball covered in dripping, revolting meat. I wouldn't have been as reluctant if I didn't have lunch next. We had great fun trimming the fat and then ripping the organ in two, ducking when we were convinced that the clear fluid that fills the eyeball was going to make a spring for it.
Oh well, it's better than brains.
Then in English, we gave our teacher a heart-attack. The teacher is a huge, boisterous, sarcastic, cynical, twitchy example of a man... and despite his girth, ridiculously afraid of spiders.
"I have a deal with them... and their kind," He says, gritting his teeth. "They don't come into my world... and I don't kill them."
One of the members of our tiny class of 10 has a pet tarantula, and he likes to bring the thing to school and have it lurk on his shoulder. Naturally the teacher is highly opposed to the idea and insists on having the arachnid in his sight at all times.
Today when my teacher came in the spider was innocently resting on his gradebook. He yelled "OH SHIT!" at the top of his lungs and levitated- he was in the air for a full 3 seconds. Then I blinked and he was cowering near the door and then he was gone. Naturally all of us were in terrible laughter for the better part of 10 minutes. He eventually returned and we wouldn't let him hear the end of it.
So for his revenge he assigns us to read Pride and Prejudice. I really can't wait for the zombie version.
Also, I just Rickroll'd Ashton by phone. His text message response made my day. :D