psychology classes!

last semester, ie the 3rd, i chose understanding human behaviour (its just basic psychology, our institution has this wonderfully annoying habit of complicating and confusing simple things, even in the course titles!) anyways, our course teacher was synthia ma'am and she is the sweetest lecturer I've ever met, really!

and in the psychology hour, i practically hang on to each and every word uttered by my ma'am. i doubt any other lecturer can make this subject as interesting as she could. i usually sleep in all hours, invariably. (i usually sleep at all places, during journeys, be it bus, car, train or bike and on top of it, even in exam halls!) but i was wide awake in every electives class.

when we got bored sometimes(not that i got bored!) we used to ask her about general stuff like dreams and ghosts and she tells us in the simplest, sweetest and the most interesting way possible!

i got immersed in psychology so much that when i go to library for a free hour, i left the novels behind and started pouring over voluminous books on psychology!

i looked up the various psychological disorders and that's when i found out i was suffering from very very mild forms of many personality disorders. that's when i diagnosed that my dad was suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder, ie, after we had a nasty arguement about me keeping the house messy forever. i claimed my father had a compulsive disorder of cleaning the house! (my dad has this habit of cleaning, actually he doesnt clean, he just clears one mess, dumps it in another place making the latter place Even more messier! but anyways he thinks am solely responsible for our home being messy!)

when i read further about personality disorders i found out that i was suffering from medical student syndrome too! thats when i learnt never to compare these disorders to my life.! anyways, back to our classes. they were so much enjoyable that i was able to endure even my major classes which could work better than sleeping pills for an imsomniac person and tis hour was the main reason for me coming to coll, apart from the attendance tho! (another cruel system forced upon us by our even more cruel and evil institution! )

but now, the 3rd sem is over. the 4th sem is, well... there is no other word for it, its just horrible!! 

i miss the elective classes and synthia ma'am of course!! :)