Lost

So I had of course forgotten to bring my calendar with me and was desperately trying to remember what room I was in last time - or floor for that matter. I though it had to be the third floor for some reason and in the end I just went for a door that felt right.

The minute I had opened it it stopped feeling right. Because right there was a whole class of students looking straight at me. And what I assumed was the lecturer was in fact pointing straight at me. I just looked at him rather paralyzed before I realised the door was right next to the blackboard due to a slightly unorthodox set up of the room. So I immediately started apologizing as I was pretty sure it wasn't where I was supposed to be. Looking at me was a group of blokes who looked incredibly bored.

"I'm ever so sorry for interupting. Sorry," I said looking at the lecturer.
"I must be in the wrong place."
"Maybe you're not," replied the strange looking man as if he could do with another student or something. This threw me a bit as it was so obviously wrong, but I politely said:

"What class is this then?"
"Aquaculture," he said as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

So I was right then - it was wrong. Totally wrong. After quickly reversing out the door apologising perfusively I quietly closed the door. Looking down the hallway I swore under my breath. I suppose there was only one thing to do -go down to the library and borrow one of the computers to access my electronial diary.Like I did last week.

Maybe week three will be easier...