Next Post April 25, 2010
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I have been gradually starting bit by bit feeling better about my self. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been eating healthier the past year thus regulating my chemical imbalances or what factors it might be….
I still throw myself a good pity party rather often, but I’ve started feeling somewhat more hopeful again, which is good. I could use all the confidence I can get. I’m starting job hunting in the next week or so and I really need a goooood job. You can’t party and have fun and socialize without moola anyway. Shazam!
Just 3 more days til the end of this semester. I pray pray pray that I pass everything… and when I say pass, I mean like a minimum of a C for one of my French courses. I know that sounds like really low expectations. But really, this particular French course has raped my life like no other. It’s one of those courses where even if you’ve attended every class and participated, but when you get the practise exam questions, they make you go WTF?! My teacher is a rapist, a full fledged academic mark dropping rapist. Unfair, unreasonable, totally unhelpful.
One time I went into his office hours to ask him if one of my answers for the practise exam was right. The evil mother fucker could only say that my answer was wrong but refused to tell me the right goddamn answer. I even started guessing other answers from what I remembered seeing in his stupid notes. He said that I had to re-read the notes more carefully and surely that I would find all the bloody raping answers on the WEBCT notes.
BUDDY!!! I DID NOT JUST BUST MY ASS for 40 MINUTES TO SFU TO HAVE YOU TELL ME TO GO HOME AND REVIEW MY FUCKING NOTES. YOU’RE A FUCKING SHITHEAD teacher. I bloody made the effort to do your questions and I even took public transit just to see your ignorant face.
Secondly, read your goddamn emails. I understand you have a life and other courses. But dude, 2-3 days before the deadline of a paper or an exam, it’s expected that students will ask questions. SO ANSWER YOUR BLOODY EMAILS PROMPTLY. We don’t work on Jamaican hours.
/end rant.
dude, if you fail me and fail to graduate, i bloody hope you lose your goddamned job. i hate your teaching gutts.
