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Grr Argh and Hmm
Twice in a row, a professor I had until previously liked a great deal has gotten bitchy at me, once immediately before a class, and today towards the very end. I was humming quietly to myself (not even really humming -- just occasionally letting a note or two of a song that's been stuck in my head vibrate in the back of my throat, with fingers to the front of my face to muffle the sounds) but I was listening to him, interested in what he said, which is rare because I come to class "prepared" -- with a notebook to write in, a PDA stuffed full of novels to read, and a Gameboy Advance to play discreetly if the professor fades out. I was listening to him today, and then he broke off in mid-sentence and turned around to ask, "Is somebody humming?" And I smiled guiltily and he said, irritated, "Can you hold onto that for ten more minutes? Then you can hum all you like."
It's remarkable how something that simple utterly destroyed my interest in paying further attention to him. I returned to my writing and paid him no further mind, although it did occur to me to be ironic for a moment over the fact that this is the same professor who earlier in the year was counselling us to always be nice to others, because if you say something mean to one person, they'll take it out on someone else, who'll take it out on someone else, and thus perpetuate the cycle of world misery.
Guess what, bitch? I know where you are in that cycle. He tells us often that he knows a lot about our faults (which I doubt) but he knows nothing about his own. That, I'm sure of. He thinks he's a lot farther along in a grand spiritual evolution than he really is.
Although honestly, I'm rather "blah" on any world that exists outside my room right now. I have no motivation -- even to write, despite being vastly inspired on so many fields.
A non-typical inspiration example: Ju-san makes me want to... start an original RP. I have a lot of wonderful ideas about how I could do one with my The Last Dreamer storyline, but it would involve a lot of world-building, probably not a lot of people would be interested in the result, and honestly I don't have the motivation necessary to do it right, or keep it up, I don't think...
But a generation of dreamers could be born from this, Graham tells me.
Well... Write your own story first, you lazy thing.
Think I might do final-preparation work. *GASP*
It's remarkable how something that simple utterly destroyed my interest in paying further attention to him. I returned to my writing and paid him no further mind, although it did occur to me to be ironic for a moment over the fact that this is the same professor who earlier in the year was counselling us to always be nice to others, because if you say something mean to one person, they'll take it out on someone else, who'll take it out on someone else, and thus perpetuate the cycle of world misery.
Guess what, bitch? I know where you are in that cycle. He tells us often that he knows a lot about our faults (which I doubt) but he knows nothing about his own. That, I'm sure of. He thinks he's a lot farther along in a grand spiritual evolution than he really is.
Although honestly, I'm rather "blah" on any world that exists outside my room right now. I have no motivation -- even to write, despite being vastly inspired on so many fields.
A non-typical inspiration example: Ju-san makes me want to... start an original RP. I have a lot of wonderful ideas about how I could do one with my The Last Dreamer storyline, but it would involve a lot of world-building, probably not a lot of people would be interested in the result, and honestly I don't have the motivation necessary to do it right, or keep it up, I don't think...
But a generation of dreamers could be born from this, Graham tells me.
Well... Write your own story first, you lazy thing.
Think I might do final-preparation work. *GASP*