College

I recently attended my first college class (I need another language credit to graduate and there's no way in hell I'm going to take Latin)  These were... just a handful of my first impressions:

• Half the students didn’t have textbooks. One of them proudly proclaimed “I’m not paying 260 for a fu- a freaking webcode."  (She then turned to me and asked if I had the code)
• About a third of the students were my mom’s age
• One girl at the end of the aisle had all the answers and the loudest voice. I do not like her very much, but can at least admire her persistance.  I'm sure she'll get a good particpation grade
• College students do not give a flying pancake about anything
• The professor looked up the Spanish word for lisp so he could teach us how to ask Spaniards “why do you have a lisp?"
• The professor arrived five minutes late
• One guy came in an hour late. No questions were asked
• One lady went out for a smoke break and accidently got locked out
• The girl next to me said “I studied Spanish for six years. What are we doing.”  (She was nice)
• The other girl next to me signed the class behavior paper while eating Cheetos and checking her phone. I both admire her daring and fear her recklessness

(note:  I drafted this at the beginning of the semester and forgot about it until the end of the semester.  It's been... interesting to say the least)