my wednesday morning...

I suffer from Wednesday-itis. Tell me why I don't like Wednesdays...
Actually I'll tell you why I don't like Wednesdays.
I have to be at uni at 8.30 on a Wednesday morning. Whoever thought of scheduling lectures at that time should be shot.

But yesterday morning, was interesting. In my first lecture we had a guest lecturer who was a music reviewer for the local newspaper. So that was fun and easy on the brain.

The next lecture was even more fascinating. The incoherent Chinese lecturer came in as per usual but behind her walked this woman in a very elegant dress. Like not a Wednesday morning at uni dress. A tight, white, sparkly, halterneck dress with a split that went way up the thigh.

We bemusedly at her and wondering what her deal was.

Then we noticed that she was a little flat chested.

And that maybe she wasn't a she.

Yes, that's right. My lecture on 'Institution and Documentary' was delivered by a transvestite.

And to be quite honest, it didn't really make much of a difference to the lecture at all.

But we all felt a little uncomfortable... we were all underdressed for the occasion.