So school started a week while I was still out of the country and I hated it. I am the type of person who hates being late to class. I'd rather cut my classes than be late. I hate it when you go inside a room late and everyone suddenly quiets down and look at you.
My first day at one of my classes went like this.
I enter the room.
Sit at an empty seat in the back.
Professor asks us to form a group and pass a list of names to him.
Group forms a circle.
Professor starts discussing the lesson.
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| Blahblahblah something I wont need in the future |
15 minutes into the discussion, I realized something is not right..
Check my schedule.
Oh my fucking god..
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| Mind stopped functioning, humiliation rising |
I stood up without saying anything.
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| Like a ninja |
I got out of there like nothing fucking happened.. even though I was there for 15 fucking minutes.
I hope no one remembers me.
I did something similar to that first day at uni, i walked into a room 5 minutes early, sit down and watch as it slowly fills up. I start thinking "there's a lot more girls here than i expected for Computer Science". By the time the lecturer walked in, i'd now been sitting there for 10 minutes, the room was probably about 70% girls. He starts talking about nothing in particular, then about another 10 minutes in, he says "So, if everyone will get out your books" and he holds up a book called "Intermediate Fine Art"
ReplyDeleteI stood up, made eye contact with nobody and got the hell out of there. Right outside the door was a big crowd of confused Computer Science students. The room had been double booked, and i looked like a fool.
don't worry that happened to me- the only thing is i actually finished the class and I KNOW THE PROF. who is coincidentally our dept head.
ReplyDeletehe laughed at me.