Fantasy Course Load

So you’re sitting in your required (read: boring) history class. You know the one -- big lecture, right after lunch, where both professor and classmates are on the verge of being rendered comatose. You’re trying not to nod off, instead focusing on what the rest of the day looks like or that cute blonde in the second row.

But maybe you’re also wondering why you didn’t enroll in a more thrilling class. Here are some course suggestions more colleges should consider adding to their semester schedules:

Introduction to Chocolate Tasting
A gut class -- no pun intended! Students are given a brief (approximately five-minute) history on how chocolate is made before spending the rest of the semester sampling various confections. Field trips to Hershey Park and/or the Nestle factory are required, and the professor is, naturally, Swiss.

Logology
If the sociological breakdown of logos piques your interest, be sure to sign up for this riveting class before space runs out! Burning to know what non-Greeks sport to make themselves look more fratty? Wondering about the percentage of approving stares one gets when sporting a pink Ralph Lauren polo shirt versus a yellow Lacoste? Everything will be revealed in this upper-level course, open to all majors and social ranks.

The Films of Judd Apatow
Interested in analyzing the symbolic subtleties of The 40 Year Old Virgin or dissecting Seth Rogan’s appearance in Knocked Up? Itching to discuss the strengths and weaknesses of 2010 flick Get Him to the Greek? Then sign up for this sure-to-be-hilarious film class, where no inappropriate joke is left untouched! Forget Hitchcock -- go, Apatow!

Running with the Bulls
Dusty, barren flatlands on the outskirts of your campus will provide the perfect setting for man and provoked, frothing-at-the-mouth bull to frolic together, unchained by the forces of society! This physical-fitness class is not for the faint of heart. Looking into the dark, dead, fearsome eyes of a rapidly charging 1,800-pound creature hell-bent on piercing your left butt cheek with a massive horn can certainly get your blood…well, running! No sandals allowed.