Day 1

Searing pain clouds my vision. I can barley feel the moistened ground from the pool of blood slowly growing around me. I keep slipping in and out of consciousness and all I seem to focus on Is how all of this happened. But to get to the nitty gritty of my current situation you should really know the whole story from the beginning. That being said I will more than likely be coming to the current state of affairs more often than not. So while I am still coherent enough to explain I shall divulge the events of the first class day...

We arrive on the scene, me on a the first day of class, seated between Adam and Javier, students not as important to this central story line and hence will not be discussed with any amount of detail.

during the early commencement of class basic circuits were reviewed and some example problems were solved. To my admitted embarrassment the review was much needed and I had struggled to reacquaint myself with the concepts.

More examples were pulsed by our group and we were able to over come with the energy gained from cmic relief comics. 

Although when we did not succeed there was always the group across the way that could lend some helpful assistance (such as an upside down answer that could be replicated.

Of course we followed directions to a tee such as when it was required of us to draw a bread bored.

And as such with the knowledge obtained by the given by the mystical, yet constipated bread, an experiment was conducted.

resulting in these answers suggesting that the circuit was closed, open, open again, and finally closed.