Musings of a bored person waiting for a test to start.

So I got to my college course last night and it was test night. Half my class was waiting in the hall because the door was locked. One of the people I know from lab asked me what the lab assignments are. While I tried to remember the lecturer came and unlocked the door. He had forgotten. There was some Asian music playing and some of the guys started cracking jokes about "where's the kung pow chicken" and such. So I took my seat and got out my pencil and pen. My pencil for the test and my pen to draw on my hand. Suddenly the lecturer is sitting in the seat next to mine and asks me about why I have to take this course for college credit. He also asked how I like homeschooling and why we decided to do it. He had gone over our projects which involved "personal" information. More on them later.
So I'm sitting waiting for the test to start drawing on my hand. I made a really cool design that's a flower with curvy lines from it with other flowers on the ends. I like it even though the next time I wash my hands it will be gone. I thought about going over it with a marker but oh well. I was waiting for 15 minutes for the test to start. I wasn't thinking the entire time. It was kinda nice. It only took me 20 minutes to do the test. The lecturer was handing out our projects when we put our tests on the table. I almost forgot mine. I made it all the way to the door when he called me back for it. He had written notes on them. One of his notes for mine was "I thought you were older" because I did include that I am 16. I am getting tired of being thought of as older than I am. Maybe I should just start saying I'm 18 so everyone will think I am the age I'm not. Compound the lie so to speak. I mean I am "changing my name".