Just bad luck.
I have a tendency to sit at the back of the class. I don’t know why, but I just do. The problem is, I actually, y’know, listen to the lecture, and unlike the people who usually sit at the back, they make a ton of noise. I’ve doubly made a conscious effort to sit a few rows down, but I just can’t. It’s in my blood to sit at the back.
In Psychology, I always seem to have the misfortune to sit in front of three girls who enjoy talking. It’s a curse. Wherever I sit, they’re RIGHT BEHIND ME. They just won’t shut up! They leave right in the middle of the lecture, making a ton of noise in the process, and I’m like ‘If you want to talk and leave in the middle of the fucking class, don’t come at all!’
All three girls failed their first midterm. Typically.
Today was our second midterm. The first one I had the misfortune (again) to sit next to one of the girls. She talked throughout the midterm, and for me, a single cough during an exam can make me go crazy. So this time, I told myself to sit in the middle of the class. They always sit at the back, so I thought this time I wouldn’t get disturbed by them.
Happily I moved along the row, when I saw right behind me, one of the trio. I was like WHAT THE GODDAMN FUCK IS SHE DOING HERE?! and I scooted to the other end of the row. I thought I dodged a bullet.
Aaaaand another happy trio plopped down behind me. Yakyakyak. Sigh.
And there was this guy who wouldn’t stop coughing. Every time he coughs, it’s like a tremor in the classroom.
Grawfgh.
