Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Dear classmates,

The 2007/2008 academic year is my fifth and last year at university. Having spent a half decade dreading the dire job prospects that await my measly BA and me, I'm crotchety, cranky, and deeply ill-tempered.

Listening to your second-year bitching cuts to the heart.

Oh, I can't sit still and listen for two measly goddamn hours, why can't we have a break so I can get my overpriced cup of cream and water? Oh, why can't I take cellphone photos of slides because I don't want to develop critical note-taking skills? Oh, the prof finds this disruptive and distracting for herself and other students, but why have any sense of social consideration? Oh, why can't the prof post image carousels ahead of time instead of after class, because I can't add two and two and simply jot down artists and titles in shorthand and download carousels later to compare?

At this point, I'm craning my neck to see who has the balls to think these things are so important as to actually ask them during question period. Because I want to remember your face, so I know who to present the bill to asking for the refund of my time you wasted requesting silly little concessions no self-respecting adult, and student of the arts, would conceive of deserving. It's arts, at the undergraduate level. It's really not that hard.

So shut your stupid fucking puny overprivileged face. And learn.


posted at 5:30:31 pm

October 1, 2007   11:07 AM PDT
Oh. I love Florida. Yes, I do.
J f Z
September 28, 2007   09:16 AM PDT
In Florida, we just use Tazers.
September 23, 2007   08:33 PM PDT
Sounds like you need a big stick.
September 21, 2007   09:55 PM PDT
September 19, 2007   12:05 AM PDT
Make them do Chemistry!
September 18, 2007   07:29 PM PDT
I'm a 27 year old first quarter freshman. Just WAIT until I get going!

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1. An alternative form of "Gloria."
2. As "Americana" defines itself as artefacts of American culture, "Gloriana" consists of the artefacts of my culture.


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