One of the things I regret when I went to NYU was
withdrawing out of physics class.
I went there to study film and somehow
ended up in a physics class with 200 others trying to decipher
what the lines and arrows were supposed to be
on the board.
I simply could not understand the professor.
I wanted to so badly because
he was so consumed with love
for physics that how could I not want to know
why he was so excited.
I had never withdrawn out of a class before and that was
But it still nags at me.
Somewhere in the deep dark recesses
of my brain I must know what that world
he was in was all about.
I've been sneaking some physics classes in over at
If you haven't made your way over to that site
Because maybe there is a class you
and we can be study pals together.