Wednesday, September 11, 2002

So I've figured out which classes I really hate.
I hate spanish because the teacher sucks. She needs to lose a little weight, if not for her health's sake, for the sake of us trying to understand her while she's going a mile a minute. I missed class today because before class I realized I forgot a really important assignment from my lab manual that was conveniently back at my apartment. So I went all the way home got it, then drove back to campus and caught up with my teacher to turn it in. Luckily she let me take a pop quiz after class that she had given everyone that day. Thanks, but dammit!
I hate statistics because the teacher only teaches a quarter of what we need to know and won't even show us how to use our calculators correctly. Today she pointed at me and asked what my answer was and I just shrugged and she says,"Oh, you don't know how to use your calculator yet. Well, I recommend that all of you figure out how to use it because you're really going to need it on Friday." Here's what I have ready for you on Friday. Here's a big f%&*ing chode ready for you to lick! Not only this, but we have SO much homework and she doesn't even collect it most days.
All of this is scaring me because I've been getting everything done no problem since I haven't had to work. But I'm going to start on Thursday and I don't know how I'm going to manage my time. I hope I can figure something out that won't make me hella tired and upset. I would also like to go home, but I've already committed myself for the next 2 weekends which means I won;t see my family for a good 3 weeks at least.
So if you see me on campus, please stop me and give me a hug. Chances are I'm really going to need it.
By the way, when you plan a "unity gathering" for 9/11, inform the media that you'll be playing music that doesn't go well with low flying helicopters.