I'm the pseudo-intellectual type of asshole that sits in your classes, and gets off on making the rest of the students look like idiots. Then go off to some cafe and sit in the corner, brooding darkly, and reading art literature while drinking fucked up tasting coffee, because I can't afford anything else, exchanging disjunctive conversation and juxtapositioning of only marginally related phenomenon in exchange for another cup or two of watered down, kidney killing caffeine.
For instance, in art class, I'd ask about the likelihood of polychroming of the external stone structures of cathedrals, monestaries, and churches in the Middle Ages and Renaissance periods by artisans. Tee-hee! Aren't I clever?