After my 11AM class (MMW w/ Prof. Gallant... he's a Micmac) I crashed Jackie's Sex and Sexual Identities class. I decided it was killing like 3 birds w/ one stone. One I got to sort of hang out with Jackie, two Rhett, the guy with this alluring mole that I have a pseudo-crush on is in that class, and three... it's about sex. That's never boring.
The professor gave me that 90's power bitch feeling. I had to laugh a little. Just as cliche as these sort of classes go... your typical butch lesbian finds herself on the seat next to me. Typical. Also, the topic of the day was "Sexual Psychopaths" with a touch of "The Homosexual Menace". Gawwwd, I die for these catchy little titles. hahaha The professor had way more on the board, but damn, this one was just worth sharing; The Homosexual Menace. LOL
I learned that the homosexual paranoia boomed during the postwar era (I'm not sure which war) because people wanted that nuclear family sort of stability. It's just a theory though.
Just after lunch, Jackie crashed my Formations of Modern Art class because "ringlets guy" was in it and I sat next to him like every lecture. Sadly, he hasn't been to class twice in a row now. I'm afraid he has dropped the class and that I am now forced to sit next to his friend who shamelessly wears short shorts.
I'm not sure where the rest of the day went. Now I'm sitting down, trying to finish this damn RQAB. RQ-effing-AB.
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