Lucien definitely has to drop a class. Well, technically he doesn't. He was very careful about the scheduling and requirements and even accounted for needing to catch a bus to south campus for his history classes. And yet, it is becoming painfully obvious that taking seven classes his first semester was not, in fact, a good idea. Which everyone told him but... well. He really didn't know what to major in and this seemed like obviously the easiest way to find out.
Still, he's at Intro to Agricultural Studies on time, and taking notes. He can decide what classes to drop later.
"Yeah! You can measure the pressure which lets you know about important things and how it will behave when it hits land and how fast the wind is going and how long it's going to last. They do it with all the hurricanes."
"I've wanted to do it ever since I learned that weathermen don't actually get to look at weather all day. Later I realized that I'd probably also make a really bad weatherman because of how I can't follow a script about the weather but I realized the bit about looking at weather first."
"I think they make pictures of the weather sometimes. But not of the actual weather, just of radar and things like that, which is neat but not as cool as taking pictures of actual weather. Oh and also sometimes they go out and report on storms from outside - I'd like that bit."
"Yes, you and the frost bite were very convining about that. My mom also told me not to go out when it's snowing so much but she was less convincing."
"So I have to make the most of it. And I didn't have good enough gloves to do that, I guess."
"That's nice." It's true, she doesn't.
"Did you know that some scientists photographed 2304 snowflakes and found 80 different types but none that were really identical though I sort of think that Number 236 and Number 1834 should count."