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thejunipertreeClass was good last night, as it normally is. My Stress Management professor is a freaking hoot. The first day of class, I had caught him in the hallway during a break and asked him a question about sensory deprivation floats. In this conversation, he inspected my tattoos, gave me big eyes when I told him that pain is a source of meditation and relaxation for me, showed me his one and only tattoo, asked me if I was Jewish, and asked me if I was Wiccan.
He curses in class, doesn't candy-coat his words, and attempts to make people think. Some of the other students, being bovine-faced dullards, aren't quite savvy to this and thus, miss the fucking boat entirely. They frequently answer his questioning and attempts at thought-provoking with "...whatever.", the funeral dirge of the hopelessly inadequate.
Last night, he asked if anyone knew what the word "catharsis" meant. I put my hand up. He peered at me with this "I'm going to be a right bastard" look on his face and said, "I know you know what it means. Stop being a showoff." I laughed my ass off and he grinned at me. When no one else seemed to have a definition, he gave it: "Catharsis is an a-ha! moment, when you suddenly realize something..."
hrrm. Something's rotten in Denmark, I thought to myself. And put my hand back up in the air, feeling like some doofy Hermoine. He looked over at me, with his eyebrows raised.
"That's actually an epiphany, professor."
"Are you disagreeing with me, young lady?"
"Sure as hell am."
"What do you think it means?"
"Catharsis is a moment of tension release, brings about renewal, restoration, and purification."
"Is not."
"Is too."
He narrowed his eyes at me, with the same bastard look on his face. "Tell you what. You bring your dictionary to class with you next week and prove me wrong."
"Oh, I will. Don't you worry about that!"
The rest of the class spent this entire dialouge shifting uncomfortably in their seats and giggling nervously. The professor and I, meanwhile, were having a whale of a time tormenting each other. He's awesome.
Oh, and for the record, I am so fucking right:
Catharsis.
Epiphany.
Huzzah!
He curses in class, doesn't candy-coat his words, and attempts to make people think. Some of the other students, being bovine-faced dullards, aren't quite savvy to this and thus, miss the fucking boat entirely. They frequently answer his questioning and attempts at thought-provoking with "...whatever.", the funeral dirge of the hopelessly inadequate.
Last night, he asked if anyone knew what the word "catharsis" meant. I put my hand up. He peered at me with this "I'm going to be a right bastard" look on his face and said, "I know you know what it means. Stop being a showoff." I laughed my ass off and he grinned at me. When no one else seemed to have a definition, he gave it: "Catharsis is an a-ha! moment, when you suddenly realize something..."
hrrm. Something's rotten in Denmark, I thought to myself. And put my hand back up in the air, feeling like some doofy Hermoine. He looked over at me, with his eyebrows raised.
"That's actually an epiphany, professor."
"Are you disagreeing with me, young lady?"
"Sure as hell am."
"What do you think it means?"
"Catharsis is a moment of tension release, brings about renewal, restoration, and purification."
"Is not."
"Is too."
He narrowed his eyes at me, with the same bastard look on his face. "Tell you what. You bring your dictionary to class with you next week and prove me wrong."
"Oh, I will. Don't you worry about that!"
The rest of the class spent this entire dialouge shifting uncomfortably in their seats and giggling nervously. The professor and I, meanwhile, were having a whale of a time tormenting each other. He's awesome.
Oh, and for the record, I am so fucking right:
Catharsis.
Epiphany.
Huzzah!
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Date: 2007-09-27 05:13 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-09-27 05:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-09-27 05:38 pm (UTC)That's awesome.
I'd have done the same thing, as "epiphany" is one of my all-time favorite words.
Sounds like a fun class.
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Date: 2007-09-27 05:41 pm (UTC)And that class sounds fun. Save, for the idiot sheep not being able to keep up with the action. Here's to real teachers!
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Date: 2007-09-27 06:17 pm (UTC)That's certainly what I was thinking as I read the story. I became less sure when I read that he demanded proof, but then again he gets to leave the lecture on a cliff [1] hanger ending which is hilarious.
[1] A fairly low cliff in the general scheme of things, granted - but then how much tension can you build in a stress management class?
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Date: 2007-09-27 10:05 pm (UTC)