…And that’s exactly what Harvard students did.  Course enrollment for last fall’s most buzzed-about class, Science and Cooking, plummeted from 273 students to some 172.  Why?  “If you want to spend your free time in the lab working on your project, take this course.  If not, don’t.”  Last year’s students complained that the class was more science-based than they thought, and about the tediousness of problem sets.  And more than half said the class was moderate to very difficult. At the end of the day, it’s still a physics class!

Less than half of last year’s students would recommend the course “with enthusiasm.”  Guess that wasn’t enough to sway the crowd toward SPU27.  Where did they go instead?  To Primitive Navigation, which attracted 84 more students this fall. Guess the other 17′s navigation skills were so off, they couldn’t find either class.

Last year, students lined up an hour in advance to SHOP Science of Cooking. The class had to be lotteried. This year, Harvard students decided that it’s better to get HUHDS than spend all of their Sundays making food in the lab. Who cares about the principles behind food and shit?

You’ve finished classes for the first semester. Unless you take a language, that is. In that case, you may very well have class up until the first day of finals.

My oh my, how time flies.

Continuing Noice’s “Diary of A…” series. This is installment number two.

1:00 p.m. – Still have seven minutes before class starts. I show up on Harvard time because I can. Because I’m a sexy teacher. Because half the class is hott for teacher. Because I grade their papers and they undress me with their eyes.

1:07 p.m. – Yeah, that girl just swooned a little. Eye contact averted with her. Good class today. I’m feeling it. Let’s talk about sadomasochism shall we?

1:13 p.m. – Wow that girl just accidentally said “orgasm,” instead of “organism.” She has since gone to the bathroom. Can’t wait for her to come back.

1:17 p.m. – Oh, she came back. No need for any more blush today.

1:20 p.m. – Did someone seriously just ask me if I’ve ever experimented with this stuff? We’re reading “Venus of Furs,” this is not an episode of Maury. God, I look good today.

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