This entry excercises my ability to use big words when pissed
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2003-02-11
7:32 p.m.

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So today was our dress rehearsal for the night of scenes and monologues we are presenting on Friday now instead of Thursday.

Also discovered today was the fact that we will not only be performing at night but also for the school during the day. This to which I replied, "SHIT. HOLY SHIT."

Because not only do I have absolutely nada self-control, which could possibly mean me flipping off audience members or teachers who piss me off, because I Am Onstage and They Are Not. So I can get away with it.

And here's the really sad part: I slept through three classes today and yet I am stil unrested because the entire time I slept I was in this wacky state of R.E.M. where I was dreaming about performing my monologue and fucking it up every time.

But I didn't. I survived six minutes of utter hell that seemed like it could have been length of Shang dynasty rule in China. HELL.

And since I have come to terms with my primadonna-ness (see previous entry), I felt it necessary to bitch in math class today about this constant ache above my left eyebrow that I think is caused by the radiation of hate beaming out of my teacher's face.

I told him that reasoning, and added the fact that perhaps it is the overhead projector that is causing it, since after all, I sit right in front of it, and he just put in a brand spanking new halogen bulb that smells like shit mixed with burning rubber bands.

And you know what he told me?

This is a direct quote here: "Oh, stop your bitching."

OH STOP MY BITCHING?

OH STOP MY BITCHING?!

You practically sustain my bitching will to live, bucko!! And look! Here I'm about to go again!

You're a slightly aged frat boy who female students must date to get an A in the class! You define the word chauvanist! You are the root of all evli and I wish every day that a painful death will come upon you! Especially since I wore a turtleneck for the first time yesterday and you were actually nice to me for once because you were impressed with my oh-so-faked cleavage (Fakeage)! And Just for that I'm never wearing a turtleneck again! HA!! But when I mention the fact that geometry teachers are just math majors who couldn't get a decent job curing cancer or whatever, you ban me from the room and give me Nasty Looks! And when I get headaches from your overuse of halogen bulbs you have no symapthy whatsoever despite the fact that it is hindering my ability to decently perform on quizzes!!

*sigh*

Dumbasses are so fucking incredibly detrimental to my sanity.

So....attending school is detrimental to my sanity, but NOT attending is detrimental to my grades?! Am I hearing this right???

It is the Eternal Conundrum of higher education.

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