My Overactive Imagination

Sorry I haven’t posted in so long, I’ve been busy trying to keep up with college work. 

Anyway, I’ve come to notice lately how active my imagination is during lectures, listening to things lecturers says and twisting them into weird images in my head.

For example, my business lecturer discussing the consumer’s choice between a PC and an Apple. Obviously he means choosing between Windows and Mac, but for your pleasure I have used my excellent MS Paint skills to give you a rendering of the image my mind instantly conjured up :

I really need a PC, but I’m seriously fucking starving. Gimme the apple. Insurance? How much? Nah fuck it, I’ll take the risk.

Later on, that lecturer was discussing an article by two guys, Moldoveanu and Martin were their names, so after a while he began to abbreviate by just saying “M&M”. I couldn’t help but imagine the white rapper Eminem rapping about the battle between capital and talent.

Finally, my sociology lecturer was using a painting of the Last Supper in one of his slides. UnFortunately he had titled it as “The Last Super”.

The Last Super. The Last Sssssuper! The Last Super-dee-duper!

I haven’t asked others about this yet, but I’m fairly certain I was the only person in that lecture hall that began to imagine the Last Supper as a drunken, flirty gathering of a group of camp effeminate men.

Oh Jesus, this wine is FABULOUS! Made from your own blood you say? Oooh I say, what’s the chocolate cake made from then? Whoopsies I did a rudie joke!

Judas, go easy on the wine dear, you’re all over our Lord! 

Thomas sweetie, get this plate away from me, I’m not eating any more. Gotta watch my figure, ‘cos nobody else will eh?

Peter hun, stick the music on, I don’t care what you pick, I just want to DANCE!

So yeah, college is going well.

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