Dear blogger, today's lesson in school was really fun. The only subjects ( or modules ) I love is psychology of the individual. Because my lecturer is crazy! He's so crazy, the lesson stays embedded in my brain. Etched to my soul. He seems really feminine, but isn't gay. He varies his tone, sometimes reeeeeally high and he pouts to emphasize his point. I had his lecture today, and it was such an eye opener. We learnt about behavioral analysis and the causes - in simple words, based on what I've been taught, I cannot ask why the person is like that, but what made the person that way. I also learnt how to rectify problems and to speak to the unconscious mind on matters that keep you awake. I learnt the rational behind nightmares, and why we suddenly remember something we've nt done a week before. It was so entertaining, that for once our lesson ended on time, instead of early. I also learnt shocking stuff about best friends. And I'm still trying to proof my professor wrong. Cause he said that it was emotionally impossible to have a guy as a best friend, and that if he had a gf, insecurities would arise. And that it could only mean one thing, if the above mentioned IS true. The guy's probably gay :( noooo. This topic came out after we were discussing our previous lesson. Oedipus elektra. About bonds made between people. The suckee and the sucker, as mr Christopher said.
Okayokay. Enough shit about school. Half of you wouldn't even understand what I've been talking about for the last 5 minutes. I agree, this post's as about dry as toast :( I'm sleepy. And I just puked. G'night.