The first class I walked into was history and it kind of made me wish the war I was so afraid to face was history as well because of the way everyone was looking at me. I walked in further into the room and not a sound was made until I found a comfortable sit in the third roll near the window. The classes continued like no one had interrupted,  the lecturer proceeded with his statement in a deep Swedish accent

"As I was saying before the late interruption, looking at the late comer.  As any one wondered why the moons is quite a delicate element?...

it could give and...