Laugh

I love things that make me laugh. Like watching a delightfully cheesy movie multiple times (Twilght anyone?) or weird Irish phrases ("this cake is yum!"). The other day I had the perfect opportunity to practice laughing at myself. I unknowingly went to my history class an hour early, certain that I was on time. The lectures here are all really big, so I am used to not seeing anyone I recognize in the class. Just as I was settling into my seat, a (cute) Irish guy sits down next to me and starts to chat. Perfect, right? So I was understandably distracted and didn't notice that I was in the wrong class until the professor put up a chemistry slide. Um..not quite my history class. Unfortunately, the seats in the class are set up so that I would have to get the entire row (including my new friend) to stand up before I could get out. So instead of embarrassing myself in front of the class and my new found Gerard Butler, I decided to sit through an entire hour of Organic Chemistry. To top it off, I took notes so that no one would get suspicious of the lone History major in the crowd. The entire time I was trying hard not to start laughing, I felt like such a fraud! And, too top it off, I will never see my cute Irish chemist again. So sad!