Before I answer this question, allow me to first provide you with my autobiography.

I think classes are turning out to be interesting. Today I had Logic, Civil War History, and Hebrew.

Logic....Wow. The professor seems like one of those really nerdy math guys. I mean, a perfectly nice human being, but just someone who could not exist outside of academia. He kept making really awkward jokes, and I would burst out laughing cos I was just cracking up, but no one else laughed. It was also just so funny cos he was this fragile, geeky looking math nerd, but with no running start he calmly hopped up onto the lecture stage, which is no small feat.
He's also in love with his own name. I have no idea how many times he repeated it.
He also uses big words, to the point where I zoned out for a second and was pretty sure he wasn't speaking English.

Then came Civil War history.....prof seems nice. Unfortunately we have one of "those people" in our class. You know, the kind that raises his hand and then talks, using enormous words, about something that is only loosely related to the topic or question at hand, but that is clearly an attempt to show how smart he is. I have no problem with people participating in class, but this is a different kind of participation. You know, the question is a general question like something about what are the lasting effects of Reconstruction, and the guy starts off with, "Yes, well, I am studying the French Revolution, and my head is up my butt, and I wrote a paper on British government in the 1500's, and I had a summer internship at a law firm in Seattle, therefore I feel qualified to answer this question on Reconstruction efforts after the American Civil War. So here are my thoughts on the question you have posed: __________"

One of these days I want to do the same thing. In a French literature class, I want to raise my hand and say, "I spent a summer "internship" in a laundry room in Israel, and I also once wrote a paper for a "Post-9/11 Documentaries" film class, and therefore I feel more qualified than anyone else in this room to speak on the matter of French Literature of the 15th century."

These people are ridiculous. Like, I do not need a full-on autobiography from your lame ass in order for you to answer the fucking question.

.....sigh.....I don't know if that makes me hate being back at school or if the ridiculousness of these kinds of people makes me laugh enough to want to stay.