Have you ever attended a class that’s so lame you just want to sleep (or leave) forever? Well, I have. It’s our Philosophy class. I know, I know, Philosophy is not that great. But a class like that plus a really boring prof makes you wanna snore your troubles away.
My mom told me that Philosophy is a really interesting subject. I was like, “since when?” and “I really can’t relate!” I was baffled because my mom is a cool mom. She’s not one of those old fashioned women who wears loose t-shirt and long skirts. And yet she find that subject interesting? If you like sleeping a lot, then that’s interesting for you. That subject is like a sleeping pill. But my mom? No way! That’s what been running through my mind until she asked if my prof is good. She told me that a subject is interesting if the instructor is interesting as well. Well, she’s a lucky one. If her prof back then is so good, well, mine stinks!
You can’t find me mean because all my classmates think the same way about “the prof”. Not only my classmates but also my former classmates from another section.
In my own point of view, excluding the instructor, Philosophy is a nice and easy subject. I read the book and I like it. It makes you wanna think about life and its principles in a serious way. But I didn’t expect that it will make me really sleepy in the actual instruction.
The first day of class is so boring that you want to jump out the window and fall into a coma until his period is over. Then walk away as if nothing had happened.
There was no meaningful introduction whatsoever. He just introduced the subject. He was so anxious to start the lesson, he even forgot to introduce himself. While our other profs were making us laugh until our stomach hurts because of their humor in introducing themselves, he’s making us feel disinterested and even more, frustrated.
So much for first impressions, huh?
Well, as they said, first impressions really last.
The rest of the class is like heaven. Not coz’ it’s nice but coz’ it feels like your sleeping on top of the clouds. And the fact that I’m sitting at the back, doesn’t help.
I was really frustrated until he attempt to crack a joke. So my droopy eyes widen a bit for that good ol’ green joke. Expecting a nasty laughter that will make my eyes teary and my nose spit out mucus (gross), it was ultimately denied. The joke was so empty, considering it’s a green joke, my mind went blank for a couple of minutes until it completely shut down and my head met the table.
His vapidness ruined the subject’s image. He should be ashamed. But NO! He did nothing but brag about his views in life. What the hell do we care about it? Even if it’s related to the lesson, it’s just not worth listening to.
My opinion is that he should be a hypnotizer instead. “Your getting sleepy… When I count 1 to 5, you’ll close your eyes and fall into a deep slumber…” Well, I don’t need any counting for that matter. He just start the lesson and I’m off to dreamland. Hey! If he become a hypnotizer instead, all the people with insomia will adore the poor guy! Come to think of it, not a bad idea. Not a bad idea at all.