My definition for Psychology is a psychotic subject that eats up my brain and gives me the worst headache. I don't like it and it doesn't like me. As much as I try to pay attention to what the professor has to say, I just can't comprehend it. And so, I sit there every Monday and Wednesday turning my head to the clock every five minutes, day dreaming, and thinking what I'm gonna wear the next day. But this only happens in lectures. Discussions are better and I actually understand the stuff we talk about.