The Metafiction Approach

I ran down the corridor in haste for no reason. The professor isn’t even here yet. So I decided to unsheath my phone to begin yet another blog post. I’m trying to recall all the new words I learned throughout my searches of other blogs’ contents throughout the week. Man, the sentence before this one was quite a mouthful, huh? I used the word “throughout” twice in one sentence. I don’t think I ever did that before. I hate using the same word more than once in a brief period of time. One by one, other students began to slip into their seats in the panopticon set-up that is the classroom. What is a “panopticon?” Well it’s a systematic way in society for authority to look down on citizens. That sounded subjective though. But in this case, there’s desks that all the students sit in to face the teacher. If that explanation and example wasn’t clear enough for you, then look it up yourself. I just noticed my history professor is five minutes late. Not bad. I hate history class anyway. You’re probably thinking hate is a strong word. If so, then maybe I’ll replace the word “hate” with “dislike” like so: I just noticed my history professor is five minutes late. Not bad. I hate dislike history class anyway. Suddenly this lady walks in holding a couple piles of handouts. My history professor is a guy (probably gay but way too old for me) so maybe our boring lecture will be replaced today. I used the word “replaced” twice now in the whole post. Now I have to go on Google to search for synonyms for “replaced.” I’ll be right back…. Okay, I’m back. “Superceded.” … so maybe our boring class will be replaced superceded today. Eventually, the teacher came in and it seems to me like the lady is a friend of his. They hug and giggle and soon enough, he’s introducing my classmates and I to her. I forget her name as quickly as she says it. I usually don’t bother remembering females’ names for their existence is irrelevant to me. The purpose of her visit was to announce that next week will be Advisory Week. This information is actually quite useful to me so I listen intently, making notes in my train of thought to write down when she leaves. Why did I wait until she left to write down her important words? I look back and I can’t find a plausible way to answer this question. Now my history professor resumes his teachings. US History is such a yawn fest yet as opposed to his prominent humorous personality, the ambience of the lecture hall is at a perfect equilibrium between a mundane curriculum and an outspoken jester teaching it.

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