The next time I get the bright idea to register for a Monday night class, I'm going to look up this post and read it 1,000 times until I talk myself out of it. Seriously, this is what.... the eight week of the semester? ... and I'm already about to hurt someone.
My problem is that the class I need is only offered on Mondays, 4:30 p.m. to 7:15 p.m. And it's a research class, which is a code word for boring. My task in this class is to do a research paper on George Sand and give a 15-minute presentation on my work by the end of the semester. Writing the paper is no problem -- my thing is that I hate oral presentations. I'm glad we only have about 10 student sin our class, but I'd much rather turn in my paper, take an exam and roll outta there. But that's just me.
Anyway, I've learned that each semester there is one student in class that I want to assassinate. This time it's this girl, Trudy. (I have no idea what her real name is, but she looks like a Trudy to me). Trudy is an interesting character. Each day, she comes to class wearing a black scarf -- I'm pretty sure its the same scarf each week -- and lugging a 2-liter bottle of diet Pepsi. She spends each class either drinking her Pepsi straight out of the bottle or asking the professor questions that have nothing to do with the subject at hand. There have been several times that we could've left class early if it weren't for her endless comments about the state of British literature, followed up with her loud, caffienated burps. Luckily, I've been able to zone out during those times that she gets overly annoying. On those days, I imagine myself dancing on her face while wearing golf shoes. And for whatever reason, that fills me with extreme joy.
Well, I hope the Monday night stress explains a little bit as to why I've been MIA lately. I'll try to do better with the posts, as long as it doesn't interfere with my 'thrilling' research. So far, I'm still sane. Check with me again in December, which is when I may truly lose my mind or make that golf shoe fantasy a reality. I'm hoping for the best!
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7 comments:
Trudy sounds like a real piece of work. But don't worry; if she continues to drink that much diet Pepsi every day, you won't have to worry about taking her out yourself. lol
a 2 liter of diet pepsi...thats freakin gross
I hope class gets better...and that diet Pepsi scarf chick calms herself down. She sounds like a mess.
Yeah Im taking a night class, it sucks. Right now we are reading the Heart of Darkness, it takes me twice as long to read, because i have to re-read everything to grasp the material...ahhh!
golf shoes...awesome visual! i feel u on the raggedy class schedules. i've got a wednesday class, 7-10pm. and the annoying classmate...mine's a 50'sumthin know-it-all with a voice like the Nanny. throat punches, that's my visual.
Please don't get me started on my freakin' research class! UGH! I have complete bibliographic research on Octavia Butler and you can't imagine how difficult it is to find real research information on black authors.
I have an Asian chick in my class who takes her notes in her native language. Not being funny, but she's an English major. I don't understand it. She can barely articulate herself in English!
Let me tell you about a Monday night class!!
Girl, I have a Monday night class this semester. It's Women of the Middle East: 5:30pm-8:20pm. Never again, never again.
I thought the class would be interesting but it is so dry. The professor talks for most of the three hours, if not she'll show a movie. You can only imagine what a movie will do to a night class. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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