even better!!

Today it was the classic case of - if I don't listen you, how will you bore my ears off me?
Listening to people droning on sometimes brings on a comatose state that is so strongly soporific that it is just too irresistible to put our head down on the table and snore softly.
So I take to writing furiously whatever is up one the board or whatever sense I find in the monotone that I hear. It is a terrific remedy to counter the sleepiness that permeates the class.
And looking around the class to see the fretful spastic movements of my friends I can safely surmise that they're up to no good too.

A bland face is one that works very well in class in which you have no idea what is going on where and when. And it earns you some sympathy from the professor too. But all that is utterly useless when the professor himself turns around, not only himself but the podium too! He addresses the board as if it was the most receptive audience and looks back at us only to impress upon a point that he thinks we should appreciate.

But as you get used to the schedule you drift off and think how nice it would be to come up with another a real anecdote about someone who talks to a wall instead of an audience.