Istarted wearing one of the only two bras I own to calculus class. I suspectthat He must mentally do that to all of us but somehow I seem to feel itmo...re acutely than the others. Each day, the first class slot after lunch,my stomach roils as I sit in that overheated classroom. As I clicked and clacked my way down that seeming endlessterrazzo basement corridor I think of that first exam. That exam was a mentalagony the likes of which I have never experienced before in my life. As I sitthere in. He walked in, looked around, and found a place to sit at the bar next to a very good looking woman who was there with one of her girlfriends, ordered a Pilsner Urquel, a Czech beer brewed at the oldest continuously operated brewery in the world, and began to drink it.The extremely attractive woman sitting two seats away from him looked vaguely familiar, but not wanting to sound as if he was using an old line with her, he sat back and drank his beer. The place was quiet because of the early. "Dude, you are so clueless when it comes to girls," I reply."Just because you go and get yourself some girly ponytails doesn't makeyou an expert on females. Just watch. You'll see. That's what thisplace is all about, dork. That's why I wanted you to come here with me.I needed a witness for when my dream girl arrives," he says almostwistfully."And who is this, so called, dream girl that's just gonna come sit inyour lap and beg you to do things to her?" You know how I've always fancied Asian. " I sighed, loudly, and crawled out of my nest to resume climbing. A strange sight met my eyes as I peeked over the next ledge. A very large man dressed in bright red peasant clothes hung from one arm at the edge of the path. He had managed to get one foot back on the path, but the other dangled over a five hundred foot shear cliff."You ARE in trouble!" I agreed, working my way up beside him. His left hand gripped tightly the trunk of one of the gnarly pines, whose crooked branches hung down.