Why the hell am I still in this room?

It’s amazing to me how quickly I’ve become incredibly bored in school. Right now I’m writing this while in class, during lecture. Could be taking notes, but I’m not. Why? Because I’m bored. Not much happening in this class right now and as “entertaining” (emphasis on the quotes) as my professor is, this material still feels like High School and every time we hit another chapter it’s Deja Vu all over again.

I’ll say this, I’ve got some amusingly silly classmates. Somehow we’ve gotten onto birth control or something and rate of pregnancy. And I’ve got to admire how my teacher manages to get everyone back on track after one of those ten-minute long shouting sessions where everybody gets excited about something and starts yelling out whatever pops into their heads.

And honestly, the only thing about world overpopulation that interests me is the gigantic divide between the rich minority and the poor majority.


2 Responses to “Why the hell am I still in this room?”

  • MyUtopia Says:

    Ah, I remember those tangent days. I miss school. What are you going to school for?

  • Rotten Deadite Says:

    I am proud to say I’m in school for the incredibly glamorous role of Computer Forensics. Which sounds awesome, but isn’t.

    However I’m going to American Intercontinental University and I have to tell you it’s the most intense ride I’ve ever been on. Quarterly semesters, four hour long daily classes, it’s like getting a textbook shoved up your nose.

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