(PROFANITY BLOG!)
Me and Monday have a love-hate relationship. It's established that I will be on pins and needles until the end of the school day, which by the way, is 8 at night. There are a plethora of things that sends me on a tail spin into stress and possibly anger:
Me and Monday have a love-hate relationship. It's established that I will be on pins and needles until the end of the school day, which by the way, is 8 at night. There are a plethora of things that sends me on a tail spin into stress and possibly anger:
- sorority girls eating oatmeal in the middle of my 9:30 class
- seeing said sorority girls in general
- surprise homework
- lunch time
- the fact I'll do laundry when I only have two hours of free time
- the fact I'll always need a nap before my 5 o'clock class, despite time constraints.
But the biggest thing that will just send me into a bad mood occurred today for the first time since being in college, and maybe in any of my classes after 8th grade.
Some jerk called out my Civilizations of Asia teacher as being unfair grading wise for the test we just took. He's a jerk, because he literally just shouted this out. I would know this, because Captain Jerkface sat right behind me and would not shut the fuck up. Our teacher had corrective eye surgery, Captain, so calm down before you start freaking out in the middle of class. You did bad on your essay? Then maybe you should write better next time, instead of blaming her and making her feel like crap. Then this jerk proceeded to interrupt her while she was talking about political things to say this little gem, "Can we actually get on the topic at hand? Because I don't want to hear your political beliefs, since they aren't credible at all." Not credible? Really? Your actions aren't credible as a human being to another. I was waiting for this jerk to make one more comment during class, because it pissed me off.
If you don't like how she runs things, then grab your things and leave. No one is making you stay there or take that class. What's really the deal breaker for me is the fact he is a college student - I thought we left that immaturity in middle school, but apparently Fort Myers likes to showcase their brilliance in each and every ignorant person. If that happens again, I will say something. It's disrespectful to the teacher and to the class, because you're causing some stupid scene due to your temper tantrum about your grade.
Grow the fuck up.
"You know, I've got this theory; there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They're the ones you see with the CD insert out like five minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Then there's the music people… who could care less for the lyrics as long as it's just got, like, a good beat and you could dance to it. I don't know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I'm not, let me just say this: sometimes things find you when you need them to find you. I believe that. And for me, it's usually song lyrics." (One Tree Hill)
Some jerk called out my Civilizations of Asia teacher as being unfair grading wise for the test we just took. He's a jerk, because he literally just shouted this out. I would know this, because Captain Jerkface sat right behind me and would not shut the fuck up. Our teacher had corrective eye surgery, Captain, so calm down before you start freaking out in the middle of class. You did bad on your essay? Then maybe you should write better next time, instead of blaming her and making her feel like crap. Then this jerk proceeded to interrupt her while she was talking about political things to say this little gem, "Can we actually get on the topic at hand? Because I don't want to hear your political beliefs, since they aren't credible at all." Not credible? Really? Your actions aren't credible as a human being to another. I was waiting for this jerk to make one more comment during class, because it pissed me off.
If you don't like how she runs things, then grab your things and leave. No one is making you stay there or take that class. What's really the deal breaker for me is the fact he is a college student - I thought we left that immaturity in middle school, but apparently Fort Myers likes to showcase their brilliance in each and every ignorant person. If that happens again, I will say something. It's disrespectful to the teacher and to the class, because you're causing some stupid scene due to your temper tantrum about your grade.
Grow the fuck up.
"You know, I've got this theory; there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They're the ones you see with the CD insert out like five minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Then there's the music people… who could care less for the lyrics as long as it's just got, like, a good beat and you could dance to it. I don't know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I'm not, let me just say this: sometimes things find you when you need them to find you. I believe that. And for me, it's usually song lyrics." (One Tree Hill)
wow seriously he is a jerk face! What was your civ teacher talking about that was un-credible!?
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