Emy's first class

I just got out of our first class with emy. she is as amazing as everyone has said, except her class made more people cry than ever before. actually my roommate cried for about 30 minutes after class, but she has been through a lot in the last year. i'm sure it had something to do with the fact that posture clinic went until 1am last night. right when we thought we were all done and we applauded, bikram double checked to make sure we were all done and 30 more people raised their hands. *sigh* bikram said it best when counting the raised hands "raise your shitty arms out so we can see how many fuckin people need to get through this shit." ha. so we will probably continue with that tonight. this afternoon is the second day of our anatomy and nutrition lectures, which i really like. it seems like it's going to be pretty easy though, since its all very basic.
interestingly enough, emy came from latvia and during WWII she was placed in an internment camp and then brought to the US to work on a farm in michigan, which is nearly identical to josh's mother's story. i will have to learn how to swear in latvian, or at least say "touch your damn heels to your ass already" to impress her. or at least learn how to say "touch it.... touch it" in the same raspy voice that she does.