Every few days I have to get off my ass and go to class. Today is one of those days. I'm taking a course in New Religious Movements (or Cults). At first I thought it was going to be a really interesting class, I mean who wouldn't get excited over controversial religious movements!
I was wrong.
Although the material is interesting the professor is anything but. I can never-the-fuck hear what she's saying because she mumbles, and more importantly, her appearance frightens me. She looks like a hybrid of a witch, a hippie, and a warlock - all things that make me extremely uncomfortable. Looks aside, her mannerisms are odd as fuck. She's always braiding her hair and prancing around like a fairy on psychedelic drugs...
I think she suffers from acid flash-backs.
If I had one of those super-awesome HP TouchSmart laptops (like the dude sitting next to me) I'd swivel my screen around and draw you a picture of her, but alas I can't because, unlike the dude next to me, I don't work at Best Buy.
--UPDATE--
Dude next to me just told me I was gay for being on Twitter. Response: "You're gay for calling me gay". Moi 1 - Dude 0
No comments:
Post a Comment