psychology makes me go insane

I am currently blogging because I am in a 2 hour Psychology class and the internet is down. So to keep my sanity, I will be writing nonsense to occupy my time. Just to give you the setting, my class has 26 students in it (my largest class) and a young man in the front is wearing a fedora. My professor, although a nice man, has the exact same personality as Milton from Office Space. His breathing resembles that of a bulldog after an afternoon of playing fetch. He has the blackest, bushiest eyebrows you’ll ever see and a thin gray comb over above that forest-like eyebrow situation.

A sigh of relief just washed over the room as the internet connection has just came back. I’ll keep writing though, because no one is on facebook to talk to and I can tell the girl behind me is reading what I write. Now, likely she is embarrassed and will look away for a second as if I am watching her, but the truth is she won’t be able to look away now because she won’t know what I’m saying about her. The girl next to me is one of those she’d-be-hot-if-she-didn’t-wear-windbreakers-to-class kinda girls. I mean seriously, a windbreaker…really? I know they’re practical but can you really stand the sound of whooshing with every move you make? I’ll take a brisk breeze through my hoodie over a fluorescent colored garment that blocks some of the wind any day.

Another trend I have not yet been able to wrap my mind around is girls wearing rain boots. I understand it is raining, but really are you that tempted to jump into a puddle that you need to get waterproof boots up to your knee? From Where I am sitting I can count 7 girls wearing these. The girl to my left has leopard print, LL Bean Brand rain boots, but get this: there’s a heal on them. What is the purpose of this? Added discomfort? Attempted achilles tendon shrinking? Here’s a rule of thumb: Are you going fly-fishing? No? Is there a flood? No? Then leave the boots in the closet and put on your flip-flops and go out the door. I’m tired of people trying to be trendy and unique. Unique is not wearing something weird that everyone wears. That ruins the uniqueness and just makes you a lame follower.

The girl in front of me to my left is playing Solitaire. She has 3 moves that I can see from here that she can perform, but she appears to be flabbergasted at the situation she is faced with.

A young man a few seats up to my right is currently Skyping with whom I assume to be his girlfriend. She also appears to be in a classroom and they are just smiling at each other with this look on their faces as if what they’re doing is so naughty that its funny.

As cliché as it is to make a Farmville joke, I will anyways. The ginger a few rows over is currently plowing his fields or something of the sort on Farmville. He is also chatting with what appears to be 4-5 friends on Facebook at the same time. It reminds me of a busy businessman the way he’s working and answering messages ever so frantically.

The girl to my left and 4 seats up is on looking at someone’s pictures on myspace. Did I just time travel to 2006? If she opens up her AIM buddy list I’ll lose my marbles.

Update: Solitaire girl is still staring at her solitaire game like Nicolas Cage staring at the Declaration of Independence looking for a secret code. I hope she is asleep or she is just a moron.

Windbreaker girl is currently looking at graduation pictures on that website that they send to you on a postcard after graduation. She clearly misses high school. That or she is as bored as I am. Or maybe she is looking for a new way to protect herself from the cold, one that is a little less 90’s perhaps?

Well I can tell Professor Milton is winding this lecture down, maybe he’ll let us out early so he can go burn the school down. That’d be convenient for me. I might live blog my classes more often from now on. I doubt anyone will be interested in it. But at least I will be entertained. Over and Out.