So anyway, today marks the first of many steps in farting more in class:
Long ago, I feared the thought of passing gas in class. However, I have found much pleasure in farting in public and getting away with it. This all started when I had some serious smelling farts of certain death. One leaked in my english class. As the smell crept up my nostrils and water surfaced over my eyes, I noticed that no one cared. Odd.
In the computer lab, I just let it rip as the mass-humming of the computers and loud bark of my proffessor all but silenced butt squeaks. Gameplan: fart as much as I please without getting caught. In recent developments... I found that my music survey class may be catching on to me. I blew a nice one in that class and people started to look in my general direction but I made a face like, "wtf is that smell?" and people looked at the guy behind me in disgust. Mission successful.
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