Oct
2
AAAAH MOTHERLAND
I can’t believe it. I really can’t. It’s just physically impossible.
I dislike an art class.
I never thought it would happen, but this year’s Art History course (with extra emphasis on the ancient parts!) is depressingly boring. If my teacher were a doctor, I think I would call him a quack. When I pointed this out to my friend, he said that if he weren’t an art teacher he’d probably be a pedophile/rapist, but then again that’s what he says about everyone.
My classmates are also aggravating. They can be divided into four types of people:
- The incredibly annoying, slutty underclassmen who seem to all be identical to one another and have names like “Maya”. Every time I enter the room I think “why did you ever decide that this was the way that you’d like to spend your time?” - because in all other practices, they seem to have the same relationship to art as baby ducks to do oort clouds. It just doesn’t make sense.
- The very, very creepy girls who wear all black clothes and laugh hysterically about obscure references to violent and pornographic anime. If you have the terrible luck to come across one of them, shoot on sight. No questions asked. Just pull out the gun and blam. Or preferably a rocket launcher, although the accuracy on those things isn’t great.
- The arrogant jock-ish boys who have some relation to art, but still seem a little squeamish about it anyway. I feel sorry for them, because they are all alone. There are only three, and they look distressed. They manage to escape by falling asleep, which is actually a good idea.
- Me and my friend Peter. Peter is scary and wears camouflage. Today during lunch he screamed about pillaging and burning some villages. I am not scary, although I think people percieve me that way because I get a sullen look when I’m concentrating. Or pissed off. Which is my general attitude during this class.
Also, they’re demanding that I do out of class work for this course. I really just want to lie down and cry when I hear that, I really do.
Also my french teacher hates me. WHYYYYYYYYY i no not y u h8s meeeeee
