Don't Like Classmates; Stuck With Them

[bobtheenchantedone]

http://theboard.byu.edu/questions/75017/

So as a vocal performance major, I take a theory class, an aural skills class, a choir class, and a performance class tied to my private lessons. Everyone else who is also a vocal performance major must also take all these classes. There are very limited offerings of these classes. A girl I cannot stand is in all four of them.

I have no advice. Just wanted to say I FEEL YOU, ANONYMOUS QUESTION ASKER.

[Whistler]

I'm pretty sure I was THAT student for some of my classmates. I'm sorry.

[mic0]

As annoying as annoying students are, it seems like something the question asker should just learn to deal with. Like, in the future (s)he may have jobs which require working with someone else, whether or not they are annoying. I don't know, that's just my opinion. And yes, I have been annoyed by people frequently.

[vorpal blade]

I agree with you Mic0. Part of life is learning to live with annoying people.

I was trying to remember if I ever felt uncomfortable in a classroom because of someone I didn't get along with. I pretty much got along well with everyone. Which probably seems incredible to some readers of this forum.

I did remember one situation that may be similar to the one described. I took a Book of Mormon class and I didn't like the teacher in the first semester of the class. I thought he spent too much time talking about evil spirits, sex, and sexy evil spirits. So I decided to take the second semester from another teacher. I found that the religion department wouldn't let me do that. I had to go talk to a counselor and convince him that I was justified in taking the second semester from someone else.

I tried to explain my problem with the class but the counselor wasn't convinced. He told me that they really like the students to continue both semesters with the same teacher. Then I thought of another line of argument. I told him that in the first semester I admired a certain girl in the class. (Actually, now that I think about it, I just needed someone for a date.) So one day I called her up and asked her out on a date. She couldn't remember who I was. I tried to explain who I was and how I knew her in our religion class and where I sat in the class, and finally she thought she knew me and was happy to go out with me.

When I came to her apartment she looked at me in surprise. "Oh, it's you! I thought it would be the guy who sits next to you in the class. I was hoping it was him." Well, you can imagine how that made me feel. We ended up going out on the date, but it was super awkward and uncomfortable. I don't think I was ever more happy to finish a date than that one. Later I told the guy I sat next to that a certain girl in the class would really like to go out with him. He was the shy type and would probably never have noticed or asked her out. But with that encouragement he did ask her out, and they went out a lot after that. For all I know they got married.

But unfortunately it was awkward in class after that one date. And I think the two of them sort of thought I was trying to come between them and break it up. Nothing was further from my mind. But we all felt uncomfortable at class.

When I told the counselor these things (and I don't think I needed to tell him much of the story at all) he was completely understanding. "Oh, I see! Well that makes all the difference. I understand completely. What instructor would you like?" Evidently this line of reasoning was much more understandable.

[Portia]

Ha! That's a funny story.

When I was a freshman, Winter Semester, I lived with the sixteen-year-old daughter of a minor film actress. She was tall, tan, and skinny. and kind of a bimbo, but a real go-getter at the same time. I liked her a lot more than I thought I would.

A guy in our ward whom I didn't know well, and was certainly not in the upper rungs of popularity, heard her give her testimony, and "thought they had a lot in common." (Not really.) So he added her to MSN chat, and she would tell me all the crazy things he'd say at all hours. He finally asked her out. She was freaking out. She had no interest. If I recall correctly, she paid me to take her place.

So, using true Hollywood skill, she caked me with foundation, redid my hairstyle, and put a jean jacket on me. We did a date swap, like Shakespeare or the Bible. The most ridiculous thing I've done in my life, hands down.

He said that he knew who I was (surprise, surprise, I'm loud and outgoing and had several friends: why wouldn't he know?), but that he didn't know how else to react, so he carried on with the date.

First, we went to the Creamery, and I was committed to the method acting, so I tried to answer as if I were my roommate and from California. Hahaha.

Then we went to a Synthesis concert. I was starting to get real panicky about the whole deception part, and he later swore I asked to be taken home and made up some excuse (I was playing billiards with friends? Sorting my sock drawer? Something.). Snowflakes started lightly falling, although it was March, and he put his arm around me.

I spent the whole weekend inconsolable because here this very important thing had finally happened with a guy, but he didn't want it to be with me!

And thus began my first relationship. He swiftly turned his affections, and although I was somewhat hesitant, he ended up being my first kiss, my first emotionally draining long-distance relationship, and the first person I ever jilted. He's still one the only men to have ever said he loved me, though. (Not in costume, thankfully.) He was a real sentimentalist: that was within a week or two of dating.

It was super, super weird seeing him this year in the MOA café. He still hasn't managed to graduate after eight years. Hahaha!

[vorpal blade]

That's a funny story too, Portia. Stranger than a lot of fiction.

[Marduk]

Or maybe he's in grad school?

[Portia]

Or maybe he's in grad school?

My ex-boyfriend? Ha, you slay me. No, he is just reproducing the path of his father: doesn't know what he wants, changes his mind all the time, fails his generals (seriously we'd go to the library to study, and I'd be actually studying, and he'd be goofing off. I don't think schools on military bases installed any work ethic in him), was under-qualified for a limited-admissions program in media arts (I once had a NCMO relationship with a guy in that program: it's not that easy to become a cameraman), so now he is attempting to graduate in more general theater, I believe.

[bobtheenchantedone]

I'm pretty sure I was THAT student for some of my classmates. I'm sorry.

Do you:
Not know how to whisper and talk throughout most of class anyway
Interrupt everyone, including the professor
Talk about how easy this class is for you and then loudly complain about an assignment five minutes later
Constantly ignore direct instructions for the professor, which leads to you disrupting the class
Sing loudly because you're the best and then make several mistakes
Equate your heart racing a little to an anxiety attack while sitting next to someone who nearly passed out from a panic attack the day before

[Whistler]

I'm pretty sure I was THAT student for some of my classmates. I'm sorry.

Do you:
Not know how to whisper and talk throughout most of class anyway
Interrupt everyone, including the professor
Talk about how easy this class is for you and then loudly complain about an assignment five minutes later
Constantly ignore direct instructions for the professor, which leads to you disrupting the class
Sing loudly because you're the best and then make several mistakes
Equate your heart racing a little to an anxiety attack while sitting next to someone who nearly passed out from a panic attack the day before

haha, no, but I did eat in class and make comments with my mouth full, comment without being called on, and made lots of stupid innuendos.

[NerdGirl]

There were plenty of annoying people in some of my classes, but they tended to be annoying in a way that was very entertaining, so it was a good show.