25 y.o. Suffers from Age Regression; Suspected Cause: Boredom
I’m sitting next to AM, my 28-year old classmate, and I am scratching and smacking him as we sit in our Wednesday class trying not to
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He just pinched my leg! And now he’s telling me about how his jeans are too tight and I’m trying REALLY hard not to laugh or scream.
We’re trying not to die of boredom. It’s sort of working.
Despite the fact that we’re both well past the age of 6, neither of us cares to adhere to the rules of adult decorum. My tolerance levels are just not high enough to handle a hot, stuffy classroom full of some monotone droning coming from somewhere near the front of the room.
I think it’s funny and ironic that as a future teacher, I am quite possibly one of the worst students ever. Seriously. I would hate to have myself in class. How annoying!! :)
I also find it a tiny bit tickling that AM is now lecturing me about how “you don’t listen, you don’t pay attention, you don’t…” All this while he flits screens between Gmail and “Chess Titans.” Right.
But my favorite part of class? One of the T.A.s sitting in the back of the class is trying to figure out when to schedule his next manicure and the other two are straight passed out in their seats…is that a dribble of drool I see? LOL.
I can only hope that my terrible bouts of acting out will help me be more empathetic to my future students.
Or maybe it will just remind me to be INTERESTING so that they don’t resort to such desperate measures in order to stave off death by boredom…
