An Ode To Idiotic Classmates

   I think my last post was a bit more personal than I intended. No, it definitely was. Of course, only people who were involved or who I have shared more personal details would instantly understand, or at least understand who I am referring to. Whether or not they truly understand what is being expressed is another story.
   Today is the third class I have. Granted, by week standards it is the second, but since I started classes last week, my true first day was Friday. Yesterday was my second class. Overall, I enjoyed it. It was mostly computer use, and getting to demonstrate that I have no life and love to play with computers and formatting things like written documents and make slideshows (I always feel like I'm the only one who loves Powerpoint).  There is one guy in that class, and the one I had Friday, who I've pretty much decided is an idiot and needs to stay away from me. My computer was being a punk, and he, without asking or at least being courteous, came up and began clicking my mouse as if I were the one responsible for the school's shitty computer. Hey, I know I'm not Bill Gates or Steve Jobs, but I think it's a stretch to 1) act like you know more about everything than anyone else, and 2) to invade my personal space so brutishly. Ew. (Plus, bad teeth...major major pet peeve of mine)
   I sincerely hope he doesn't think he's my friend or something. If he touches my computer mouse again, I will say something. Perhaps that will make a bitch or what-have-you in the eyes of my classmates, but hey, if they want to dismiss me for being rightly upset over something (and also, I do have anxiety about people touching me or my tools) then that is there problem. I'm not there to be everyone's friend. I'm there to learn and set up a decent means of financial security for my baby and myself.
   That all being said, I'm considering taking my copy of Full Frontal Feminism to class today. Not to make a point or anything, but because I do want to reread it. Should my classmates interpret that as a statement, well that's really just their insecurity projecting, no?
   Feminism is a scary thing, especially for people that are afraid to entertain the fact that the way they perceive the world around them might be wrong. Considering we are going into a field about criminal sciences, I believe it's crucial to be open-minded enough to challenge yourself as well as others. I've had to check my privileges in the attempts to understand the other issues that do not personally affect me (homophobic and racist things) and to reconsider the things I have casually said or done in the past that is actually wrong.
   I know, I'm rambling.
   The presidential debate is tomorrow! The anticipation is crazy!