[ring ring] hello. i'm in class, i'll call you back

i feel bad for people that sit next to me in class.
this stumbling, constantly fumbling fool.
no desk can ever quiet contain
me. my folder. my two notebooks. whatever overpriced book required. my phone. three pens at least.
it's always

→ take out folder and open it (like a base)

→ then both notebooks (they should be open as well, one on top of the other)
[one notebook for notes; the other for the chatter in my head]

→ then look for a pen (MAKE AS MUCH NOISE AS NEEDED)
[roll is being taken by now]

→ find pen! (oh, there was a pen in my notebook)
[class lecture begins....]

→ pull out phone to function as paperweight

→ take dedicated notes........SOMETHING RANDOM....other notebook
[45 minutes later...blah blah blah]

→ check phone & one notebook falls

[someone else pulls it up..not to be helpful i serve as a perfect excuse to distract from lecture]

class ends. i'm a mess. stuff is everywhere. time to put it all away again. sheesh.