Student "edition" found at {csi dot journalspace dot com}.

Maybe I shouldn't have started this blog now, not with everything that's been going on.

Right now off the top of my head the only things I can think of to talk about are also in the pipeline to be written for the student accessible version in the next few days and I don't want to repeat myself.

Well, there's the matter of certain students (including Ephraim) not going for academic advising, but besides that, there's not much to tell.

Besides, I'm sure there will be more to this news by the time course card distribution rolls around, and I have to deal with their stubbornness again, unless they bypass me for the associate dean.

@@ The lighting of the Advent Candle this morning was apparently not just attended by the college faculty and students, but by all sectors of the community with staff and Integrated School.

The song "O Come O Come Emmanuel" was sung, surprisingly not by the same people who I heard practicing it (and even downloaded the song) on Thursday last week, and the lack of rehearsal showed.

It was also not surprising that most of the people they got for the readings and responsorial psalm were all from that side of the building, with just one from our area (the engineering wing) put in as a token representative. But then, after all, it's easier for them to contact each other there.

The homily by the dean was also strange, in that it was generic (talking about the "epistomology" of the origin of the local word for Christmas) and obviously was ad libbing the parts about the different kinds of hope that people may be fostering this season (or even not specifically for this time).

The students of the Integrated School also showed up late, having been just hauled out of their classes when they realized there weren't enough attendees to satisfy the administrators' personal satisfaction quota, and one even brought a heart shaped pillow with her (they allow that in school nowadays?).

Some college students who also were in the required green and white colored clothes arrived late, and instead gathered around the stairs and near the elevators, and thus were the first to leave.

Session 1927 doesn't equate solemnity with simplicity. Class dismissed.