classy

So today some of my friends organized a free hugs campaign.  We stood in the middle of campus and held signs that said "free hugs."  That was fun.  

Blogging in class?  How dare I.

He walked into class.   Never seen someone walk into class before.  It's like that purple cow thing.  In this case, a few strides previous, he had no class.  No sense of cool.  No reason for respect.  Within a meager few, class was his in a way that was indefinably classy.