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I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Dark Doo Wop

Fuck these lecturers who don't know the meaning of a 45 minute lecture. Do you not know how to read a clock? Do you not understand that when the long hand points to the nine, it's time to get the fuck out and let me go home (or, in this case, resume reading food blogs because I'm at home)? Do you not understand that I'd rather get out on time than learn the signs and symptoms of chlamydia and gonnorhoea?

Hello, I'm obviously going to learn those things first hand. I'll have rampant sex with some dude from the Fremantle wharf or somewhere similarly virile. Two weeks later, I'll look down as I'm taking a piss and wonder why my vaginal discharge is green. Green discharge could very well be a sign of the clap or not at all. I don't really know because the lecture recording cut off at 48.58 like it's supposed to. Actually, it should cut off at 45 minutes exactly but, because the uni is so aware that its lecturers like to ramble about shit and cram as much into their lectures as possible instead of spacing them into two, they add that extra 3.58 minutes. 

How very charitable of them.

Off to call a doc about this green discharge now. But as a final note (and an edit after my initial publishing of this post), IS IT REALLY NECESSARY FOR THERE TO BE > 90 SLIDES ON DISCHARGE FOR ONE LECTURE?

J

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