This happened. I swear to god. My first day in class, no, my first 10 minutes in class was EXACTLY like this. The teacher litterally opened the year with:
"Welcome to university hell 101. I dont expect many of you to be in this class come tomorrow."


2004 was a year of firsts. My first real hardcore breakup. My first falling madly in love with a gay man. My first time seeing a creepy little nerd as a potential soul mate. (I spent a lot of that year crying. Mostly over the breakup and the nerd. Then again I dont think I ever stopped over the nerd.) And my first comic appearance under a toon i drew up in a moment of bordum. I had become a fox, and I still use that toon to this day.