Birthday • 1988-02-10 Gender •
Male Location • in my office Member Since • 2004-10-25 Occupation • counciler Real Name • Brian, or whatever you feel like calling me
Personal
Achievements • Eagle Scout, 'nuff said Anime Fan Since • first anime seen...1993, yes...it was Sailor Moon... Favorite Anime • Yu Yu Hakusho, but until they get new YYH episodes, Fullmetal Alchemist Goals • become a profesional blacksmith Hobbies • swordsmanship, fixing computers, massive amounts videogames, and listening Talents • super videogame player, swordsman, and...listening
myOtaku.com: kirbysdouble
Friday, March 16, 2007
Ladies and Gentlemen of the "esteemed" Otaku. Today's post comes to you out of extreme anger and what might possibly be actually hate. More on hate later.
I've just come from my first class of the morning. History (yeah, 8 AM history class -.-), which is my least loved subject. I say least loved, because I had to redefine what hate means to me this morning. Friday is presentation day for 1-3 students every week, this week it was only one person. I don't really know this person, but we've had silent greetings and showings of respect (kinda how real fighters just know they've met someone who is deserving of respect). Well, John Bouey got up front to give his speech on Napoleon's letters. Cool right? Easy thing, just read a little from the letters and give your insite on them. Oh no, not in this class. In this class (Mazzarella's my way or the highway Italian dictatorship) you don't know how to pronounce a word you get docked an entire letter grade! Bouey's a pacific islander. Yes, a non-native english speaker. He gives a very fine speech, but doesn't know a few of the turkish words. Mazzarella practically jumps down the whole classe's collective throats because we don't know some foriegn words!? ARGH, I'm gonna go hit something.
*15 min later*
Ok, that thing about hate. I know that some of us (yes, me to) use it to describe things that we just don't care for. But, I'm going to use it as it really means. I really, truelly, undoubtedly HATE this proffesor. I have no respect for this man. This was the same guy that I wrote that incredibly angry e-mail to early on in the year. I threatened his job back then, and I may be inclined to do it again. Teachers shouldn't be allowed to do what he does.
