Hooray! I’m

BACK. WITH A VENGEANCE. But not really. Just back. With more stories.

HUZZAH, HUZZAH.

So, last night I had a lecture from 6-8pm. I don’t really enjoy night classes, but then again, I don’t really have much of a life so it’s not like I’m missing out on anything. I just get tired. And restless.

HOWEVER, it’s a good thing I have one of my roommates and one of my high school friends in that lecture with me!

OH WAIT A SECOND. That’s right. They didn’t bother going last night.

So there I was, by myself, in a room with 1200 other students, waiting for class to start. I sat in an aisle seat. I always sit in an aisle seat.

There was one seat between this kind-of-strange-looking guy and I, and I was happy with this. ‘Great,’ I thought to myself. ‘I have my only private little area. How pleasant.’ It was just as I thought this that I hear a voice quietly ask, ‘excuse me, is anybody sitting there?’

Damnit.

OUT OF ALL THE FREE SEATS IN CONVOCATION HALL, YOU CHOOSE TO SIT RIGHT BESIDE ME?! THE NERVE. But not really. She seemed nice enough, so I moved a bit for her to get by and she sat in between kind-of-strange-looking guy and I.

And then the lecture started.

Now, the thing you have to know about this lecturer is that he is actually the most monotone individual I have ever had to listen to. I kid you not. This man is like Microsoft Sam. No, scratch that. At least Microsoft Sam’s voice goes up and down.
But anyway, when I get bored, I eat.

A lot.

So as soon as he started talking, I decided to pull out my enormous cylindrical tin of raisins and my tumbler of hot chocolate (with vegan marshmallows).

Sip sip sip. Chomp chomp chomp.

MMMMMM, muy deliciosa.

Because it’s a two hour lecture, we get about a 10 minute break after the first hour. I had been typing furiously to try to keep up with the PowerPoint slides and eating raisins like a madwoman, so I welcomed the break. I put my computer screen down and started to look around the room.

It was then that I realized that there was a raisin at my feet. Oh, well, messes happen! I picked up the raisin and put it in my bag so I could throw it out. Yes, I’m THAT kind of person. I’m pretty sure people watching were thinking to themselves something along the lines of, ‘OH MY GOD, THAT GIRL IS SAVING THAT RAISIN FOR LATER, SHE’S SO GROSS.’ Whatever. Maybe I DID eat that raisin later. Maybe I didn’t. You’ll never know the truth.

Anyway, after I picked the raisin up off the ground, I continued to look around the room.

My eyes reached the girl beside me.

I looked at her, up and down.

That was when I realized, that there was a raisin on her lap.

And beside her feet.

And there was one tiny raisin resting on the armrest between us.

I quickly started to pick up the raisins on the armrest and the floor and put them in my bag with the other raisin. I then turned to her and boldly informed her, ‘YOU HAVE A RAISIN ON YOUR LAP’. However, it came out a little louder than I had hoped. The entire little section in which we were sitting fell silent for a moment. I looked around at the spectators, awkwardly. They resumed their conversations. Then the girl beside me replied, in a bored voice, ‘I know.’

‘Was that my raisin?’

‘Yes.’

‘… how did it get there?’

‘There have been raisins continuously landing on me for the past hour.’

It was then that I saw the small pile of raisins beside her other foot (the one farther away from me) that she had been collecting throughout the first half of the lecture.

I looked down at the raisins.

I looked up at the girl beside me, horrified.

‘OH MY GOD, I AM SO SORRY, ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO RAISINS?’

‘… no.’

‘OH, THANK GOD, I AM SO SORRY.’

And then she laughed. Like a maniac.

And I started to laugh. Like a maniac.

And the entire time this conversation had been taking place, kind-of-strange-looking guy had been laughing. Like a maniac.

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