classrooms the size of wardrobes

i'm sure you get what i mean by the title. for those of you who still don't, please picture yourself now in our temporary classroom, 3.21.

yes. THAT classroom. with tables barely big enough to fit my statistics text book. (i bought the original!!!)

and chairs which can barely fit my not-so-tiny butt. yes. i have a big butt. for my height. please do not rub it in the next time you see me.

but hey. i'm getting attached to it. you can't blame me, we're practically living in that classroom except when we go to lecture theaters and labs. it's cosy, being the size of a wardrobe. and i like the HUGE windows behind the class where we can look out on the road. not that there's much to look at. actually the best part is cuz we can open the windows anytime we want and scream to any random person on the street.

sigh, that's the results of being stuck in a class the size of a wardrobe. it's waaaaaaaaay too small to contain the madness and hyper-ness of the 26 people of PM12. teeheehee. poor lecturers.

whatever it is, i'm looking forward to going back to our old schedule. where we shifted and floated to different classes. cuz it made us walk. and go up stairs. keeping the size of our butts under control. besides, don't u all just MISS the squeezing and pushing with other fellow college mates all making their way to their next classroooms? =)