I'm a mildly annoyed senior sitting in my 100 level freshman computer science class and all I can think about is anything but the class. Why? Because my capacity to learn a large amount of information in a 50-minute class is far superior to these weirdos.
1. Shut up Chris, the answer is not 4
Seriously Chris, don't answer if you don't actually know. Say you don't know, don't waste our time saying "um" and "well" just to tell us the answer is four and we are in art appreciation.
2. What even is a limit? Is that a thing?
Literally, every single time the professor writes the word limit, I feel like I truly embody Cady, and I'm instantly aware of how not funny I am.
3. Freshmen
I have nothing more to say on the matter. I am too old to deal with them at this point.
4. Do not call on me. Dear Lord, don't let him call on me.
You know the look they give you... that look of "you've been inspecting your cuticles for too long, answer my question". Which brings me to:
5. I really need more cuticle oil
I literally don't even notice how bad it is until I am in my 100 level classes.
6. Does the professor even know this subject?
Because telling me that the first world war wasn't that eventful is quite wrong and very unprofessional.
7. This girl has a 50 pack of pens, for one class.
But, like, why? What happened to just red, black, and blue? WHY DO YOU NEED FIVE SHADES OF GREEN FOR HISTORY CLASS??
8. In the amount of time I spend in this class a week, I could watch at least thirty Jenna Marbles videos...
I don't want to talk about my addiction. Just let me have this.
9. Why does this guy smell of liquor at 9:00 am?
This goes back to number 3 if I am honest...
10. Just say the magic words already...
"Well, we are out of time..."