This is for all you college kids; you'll understand.

So I decided I would try to take the easy/fast way out of Educational Psychology and sign up for a weekend class option this semester. I can go to class from like 5:00 to 10:00 on Friday nights, then 8:00 to 6:00 on Saturdays. I do that for 3 weekends in a row, get it over with and BAM only 4 classes that I have to worry about opposed to my normal 5 for the rest of the semester. Only 4 Finals. Only 2 days a week. I'm set right!? Well I continued to think so when my teacher emailed us like an hour before class saying that she might be a little late. When she's late on the first day you KNOW it can't be that bad. Then she makes it to class. We introduce ourselve's and it's obvious she's evaluating out every move because she follows every response we give her with "hmmmmm" then another question. He cell phone rings in the middle of class, she looks at us and says.. "oh, and technology is always welcome in my class." I'm thinking WOW -- this is great. Great in fact until when one lady's turn comes around for her to introduce herself she takes like 30 min. I tried to stay positive because this is like a 5 hour class, so 30 min of no work I could handle.... That is until it gets out of control. I started a tally. Yes, a "talking tally" is actually what I titled it on my paper. It looked a little something like this.

The numbers just kept adding up. I added a tally mark every single time she spoke out randomly, interrupted the teacher, or did her very loud annoying laugh. Her marks added up to around 50 or so...But just wait, that's not anywhere close to where this story ends. She has on some sort of tank top with a button up shirt over it. Which is perfectly fine... fine until she puts her hand up her tank, for whatever reason?, letting a roll loose from underneath. This isn't a fat comment either. I have a roll, actually I have almost 2 rolls -- HOWEVER -- I keep mine concealed underneath a shirt of somesort. The entire class lost it. People were pulling out their phones to try and get pictures, and I literally laughed until I cried. Needless to say -- out teacher suggested we take a break while the poor women acted as if she had no idea anything was happening.

Unfortunately the talking and the belly roll on the loose in the room was the most exciting thing about this class. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. I've come to find that in every class there will be at least that one person that thinks they're too smart to be there, or someone that has absolutely all the time in the world to just sit there and think of possible questions to ask the professor. Either way I must suffer through to accomplish my goals and reach my dreams. I'll tough it out. 

For all of those students that have all the patience in the world, Kudos to you :)