taking a class on sex this semester which has resulted in many fun things like “sex activity” and “sex final” being added to my planner. being very mature and serious about this .
obsessed
I had a class called “What is Evil?” The professor called us his “evil students” and I got to say things like: “I have evil class later.” and “I have readings in evil to do.” and “Well my evil professor said…”
I miss having that class
[ID: tumblr reply on this post reading “my partner did a sociology degree and one of the modules was on organised crime. very funny to see stuff like "anyone doing organised crime this afternoon” in a uni groupchat"]
I had a theology class once called the Satan Seminar. That was a fun one to talk about in public
it obviously makes sense, but one of my friend’s kids is going into swim class, and all the parents got an email today going, “when little ones are scared, they cling on to instructors. PLEASE trim their nails.”
i don’t know why that’s so funny to me, but just. the idea of this poor, scratched swim instructor having to make sure to email before each class as a reminder to please declaw the children SENT me.
