It's Pretty Cool Being Dead Like Me

So, I got to Desert on tuesdays and thurdays to help with freshman chorus, and I usually stay for Kurt's NT class. He is a wayyy better teacher than I thought he was. I mean, he is fun, but I never realized how well he knows his stuff and the passion with which he teaches it. Today he did a great job explaining the interworkings of love, sex, and marriage, and I think I was the only person who paid attention. Some of the students were playing with bubbles, some were talking, somewhere studing, and some kept asking inappropreate questions about sex. I found most of the time, Mr. Monroe was just talking to me. It is a completly different feeling going to school becasue I want to and not becasue I have to. If I had been a sophmore today, odds are I would have zoned out like the rest of the class. But today I hung on every word he said, and I came away with a better understanding of the bible and myself. I dont know how his class was before I started sitting in, but it seems like he knows I need to learn the stuff he is teaching, and sets forth explaining it until I understand. Its like he and I are just talking, and the rest of the class just happens to be in the room as well. I like him. If I could, I would follow him to the ends of the earth. Or at least to a U2 concert.