narking on about something no one else cares about.

I have several favourite pasttimes. One of them is reading, another is writing (though we all know how that goes) and another- is bitching about my university until someone tells me to shut up.

I went to a lecture the other day. This isn't so much omgyouwenttoalecture??? because I generally do attend them, but I haven't had an honest to god proper lecture in like, four weeks due to holidays and public holidays and abrupt cancelling and staying home because I have an assignment due I should've started weeks ago, but didn't and hey! I can totally get the lecture notes off the internet (which I have not done. yet).

All of the above constitutes the following: why the hell am I going to uni? I'm surprised I'm getting good marks! Clearly, I'm naturally awesome.

ANYWAY.

I went to my lecture the other day, which was on perception. Normally I'm like yay, perception! because thinking about how what we perceive and how we perceive it creates our own reality yadayadayada it's all very philosophical and I lap it up like spilt chocolate milk on a clean sanitary surface. I love it. But at the moment, we have a guest lecturer for the rest of semester, who's a specialist on auditory perception, which is kinda cool, but he can't teach for crap. About halfway through yesterday's lecture, I gave up listening, and instead composed the following:

( THINGS I DISLIKE ABOUT UNIVERSITY. )




/rant.