Of boring lecturers and Islamic kings of England

16 05 2008

Once again, I have to go to class in forty minutes, but I really have no desire to do that. I spent the hour of linguistics lecture taking notes for my other history essay. History lectures are still my favourite. I think the enthusiasm of the lecturer about the subject really does do something for the listeners. Out of all my subjects, only the History teachers seem to love what they teach, and even the dullest of them can keep me interested, and I don’t go to sleep during their lectures.

I don’t think the lecturer for Communications Disorders – the anatomy and physiology of speech really cares much about the subject. If she did, her lectures wouldn’t sound like a speech sample which a speech and language pathologist needs to analyze. When she lectures, it sounds something like ‘And these are the…errr…erm…uh…hell [hair] cells…and they have…erm…cilia coming out-coming out of them which…err…pu-ushes the…erm…erm…mu-mucus up.’

She sounds like she has a communication disorder, and her pronunciation of words really annoys me. There is no way in the world I can link the word ‘hair’ to ‘hell’ and yet, she can make that mistake. Her grammatical mistakes are also constant. I wouldn’t notice it much if she spoke slightly more fluently, but I think she needs to get treatment for her speech disfluencies, or else she just needs to prepare her lectures a bit more. I’m not going to bother going today. I need to do my research for my essay, and am too busy to sleep in class. Not that I need treatment for insomnia.

The Medieval History lecture was interesting today. I learnt that King John of England (Lionheart’s brother) once threatened to become Muslim, which was pretty funny, considering his older brother was a Crusader. He didn’t mean it, of course (he would make a horrid Muslim) but the Pope didn’t really appreciate his sense of humour.

It’s now almost the end of lunchtime. I’m debating whether I should get a large or small coffee. Caffeine tends to help me to concentrate on my work (as opposed to falling asleep on top of it). Ah, stuff it, I’ll go into caffeine withdrawal in the weekend. It doesn’t really matter since I don’t have lessons. I just want to be able to finish researching the Revolutions of 1848 so I can start drafting the essay.