Monday, February 13, 2006
Psycho 101
Happy VD day Ya'll.
It plays faster.. c'mon, get in the lewd spirit.

I ran into an old acquaintance of mine the other day, we took the most bizarre psychology class together my freshman year.
The first few classes were fine, introductions all around and regular lectures. Then, about 2 weeks into the class, I found myself in a psychological couch warp. Suddenly she was asking how everyone is feeeling, and what they thiiink of themselves. I kept convincing myself it'll get better..
One morning I stumbled in sleepily after a late D.C. night and took my seat in the back corner. The topic of the day was Death. I took out my notebook and waited for her to start yapping. Instead, she asks that we go around talking about a death experience and how it affected us. Whaat the hell.. is this on the test?
Of course that wasn't the end of it, halfway across the room people were sniffling left and right, one actually started wailing which got her a hug from the loon.. I mean.. professor. I honestly thought I had stumbled in on some kind of cult. Not that I'm insensitive, I'm all for human emotion, but good lord.. an excess of it makes me itch with discomfort. They were quickly making their way towards my safe corner... shit.
Finally the dreaded moment came.. I told a story about my cat dying. I started laughing halfway through.. and thought oh man, I'm in for it now.. she's going to call me an insensitive brute. Instead she comes over and hugs me.. asking me to "let it all out"..
I did. I cannot remember ever laughing so hard.
Finally 10:50 rolls around and we're let out of the twilight zone. I look around on my way out for a single sane soul who found the whole thing as zany as I did. Everyone looked somber.
Christ!.. they are crazy!
As I'm walking down the hall someone strides up next to me. I look up to find Fred. I cannot even come to describe Fred to you. He is the prettiest most flamboyant gay I've ever seen.
"O M G.. like, what just happened in there"
".. uh.. I'm still trying to figure it out.. or just pretend it didn't happen"
"oh my looord jesus that was Karazy! I'm SO glad it's over!.. you don't have a cat do you?"
"noope!"
We laughed all the way out... his high heeled, pointy toed, women's Pradas clicking away next to the quiet tread of my favorite beat up sneakers.
Obviously, sanity is relative.
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9 Comments:
lol at the concluding sentence :P
OMG that's so funny!
and u didn't even have a cat?!?
So I'm guessing you were telling us about running into Fred?! Or did I totally miss the point of that? =O
nice post.. funny.. i guess i would have done the same as u did honestly.. nice description of ur gay friend's shoes ;p
ROFL!!! THIS IS HILARIOUS!?
Mochy:
:)
Miya:
of course not.. if I did I wouldn'tve told that freakshow about it either.
Sedna:
umm.. yes. This post should have read: Saw Fred today.
Meesh:
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em:
HAHA
Abdulla:
Aw. Thank you.
Although I highly doubt I'm as worthy of your praise as you think. In general, with the exception of the few useless delusionals, everyone around here writes very well.
I bought the novel you recommended, might as well polish this rusty arabic.
Thanks again.
7:
heh.. I would've thrown stuff at you.. pointed and laughed.. etc.
Besides.. you're a Ross. "You ATE my SAAANDWICH?!? MYYYY Sandwich!"
Doc:
If you want, I can ask him where he got them from. heh..
Fedo:
Is that a question?
Nanu:
Speak of the devil.. my Medical Committee interviews are in a few weeks.
Any pointers?
Oh & welcome.
Abdulla:
It'll be a whiiile before I can read it. I'm swaaamped with work and hundereds of pages worth of reading.
JS:
I looove em. So much fun to shop with, although the extra flamboyant tend to be too much of a drama queen for me.
and what are you talking about.. I'd make a kick ass psychiatrist, I'll hand out the drugs like candy on halloween.
looool... you are nuts!! Allah yer7am your make-believe cat lol
bss al7emdalla im not in a class like that... too weird for me!
It was amusing at best, and a discomfort for the rest.
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