Boredom is like Torture

I think I might actually just scream in the middle of my class.  Scream and run out and never come back.  Or at least not until next week when we have a new lecturer.

The current lecturer was probably a torture expert during medieval times.  He has been reincarnated into what seems like a harmless old man.  But underneath that Mr. Roger's sweater and oversized glasses lurks a dark past.

Okay, I'm not being very nice.  He is definitely just a harmless old man.  But that is part of the problem!  He can't work technology, but for some reason has a powerpoint presentation.  His presentation consists of maps.  Just maps.  No explanations or anything.  Instead you have to listen to his rambling to pick out what is actually important in what he is saying.  It's hard to stay focused for that long while learning about maps.

I even like maps.  They're pretty cool, and it's interesting to see what people used to believe their world looked like. (yes, I am a nerd)

But instead of increasing my appreciation for maps, he is kinda making me want to burn them all.  Then run out screaming.  like I said.

Unfortunately that behavior is frowned upon and I don't want to get kicked out this country.  Just this class, which is ironically called Scottish Studies.