Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Live Blogging Class

It's Tuesday again, which means its time for another seminar live-blog!

1:35pm: Professor explains how to take an exam. No shit sherlock...the class is entirely seniors.

1:37pm: Now he is telling us how to read a chapter of a book. What's that? Left to right? Oh....that has been my fucking problem!

1:41pm: "I try to give an exam that is both fair and makes sure of your knowledge." Thank god, I thought he was going to say that the exam is designed to fuck us in the ass.

1:43pm: "I don't know what teal is, I don't know what mauve is, I don't know what chartreuse is..." I did not make this up, he just listed a bunch of colors he does not know. What is going on?

1:47pm: Remember garden gnome and hitler youth from last week? Hitler youth just called garden gnome a baby killer. Abortion debates are always fun for everyone!

1:52pm: "I'm not even going to begin to tell young women how to dress. You dress classier...we know that won't happen in this class." I'm pretty Professor smoked some crack before class.

2:05pm: Springsteen is on the cover of Rolling Stone! Sickness, that man is god...whoops...started zoning out already.

2:12pm: You know what should be a word? Douchebaggery.

3:33pm: I fell asleep and then woke up in time for the break again. I should stop doing that.

3:34pm: "Are there any disadvantages to diversity?" Is it wrong that I instantly thought of 3 horribly inappropriate and more than mildly racist jokes? Abercrombie and Fitch thinks there are lots of disadvantages to diversity, and look how well they are doing.

3:37pm: I wonder how far off topic I can get this class if I mention that delicious celebrity stoked bonfire in Malibu?

3:38pm: Someone just made a slavery joke. That is good old fashion wholesome white people fun. Hmm...perhaps we could use some diversity.

3:54: The hitler youth kid just went on a rant about socialized medicine. Someone needs to fuck that kid before he becomes the next Rick Santorum.

4:03pm: 12 minutes till drinking.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Live Blogging Class

Live blogging has become a recent trend in the blog world. It is also probably the most boring trend ever. Nothing is more boring than a press conference, except reading some self involved, fat ass, office monkey attempt to make witty comments on said press conference.
With that said, here is my awesomely exciting minute by minute live blog of my Tuesday afternoon seminar.

1:35pm: Professor tells bad story about weekend, everyone laughs awkwardly.

1:39pm: Professor tells everyone that he has been too busy to grade any of our work, everyone pretends to give a shit.

1:40pm: More stalling...it take skill to fill three hours.

1:48pm: Professor almost picks nose, but goes for scratch a last second.

1:55pm: I realize that there are no hot girls in this class.

2:03pm: Professor just made a poorly veiled sexual innuendo towards one of the may unattractive girls.

2:11pm: I just sneezed really hard and I think I got the girl next to me with some shrapnel.

2:22pm: We just spent 10 minutes discussing the different versions and meanings of dessert and desert.

2:34pm: We are in the midst of a politically heated argument between a kid who looks like possible Hitler youth, and one who looks like a garden gnome.

2:36pm: Hitler youth just called garden gnome a gay...in slightly more indirect terminology.

3:05pm: Just woke up from a 29 minute nap in time for a 10 minutes break from class.

3:25pm: Garden gnome just eye fucked the shit out of me, maybe hitler youth was right.

3:32pm: "Should we give a liver transplant to someone who is an alcoholic?"-Professor...half the class thinks to themselves "shit I hope so."

3:39pm: Someone farted.

3:42pm: Can still smell it.

3:50pm: I just noticed how shiny the table seminar table is. I just want to jump up and slide across it on my belly.

3:55pm: It would totally be worth it. I would land right on the Professor.

4:02pm: No ventilation. Most of the class is high off the dry erase markers.

4:10pm: There's a blind chick in my class? No fucking way.

4:12pm: Fart still lingering.

4:15pm: Freedom.