friendlyneighbourhoodpizzaman:
college is just as ridiculous as everyone thinks it is
last term i was 35 minutes into the first day of a roman society class and there was this dude eating burritos in the third row, and the prof asked him a question and the dude just went “i would love to answer, but it just occured to me this is NOT honours environmental economics” and stood up and left
this reminds me of the time i was in a design class at 8 in the morning and about halfway through a lecture a kid calmly stood up from his table, cut off the teacher, and said in the most exasperated, defeated tone: “my class is at 8 at night. this isn’t my class. i don’t…i don’t need to be here”
and then he kinda just left
In my after effects intro class (which starts at 6pm) a guy say through the entire class before saying “is this intro to photoshop?” The teacher just stared and said “it was at 1. You missed it by 9 hours” the guy just shrugged and left.
I showed up to my 6 am class covered in blood and no one batted an eye
I once made it to a midterm exam *solely* because I
ran into someone from my class who mentioned being on the way to it. We were
supposed to bring a copy of one of the poems we’d studied that semester, for
the essay section. Luckily I happened to have obsessed over “The City of the End
of Things,” had memorized it, and could write about and quote from it without a
copy in front of me.
(Here’s the poem if you’re wondering: http://www.bartleby.com/246/1241.html)
Mooncustafer 