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Thursday, March 31, 2005


FURY AND RAGE AND ANGER AND ANGER AND FURY AND RAGE!!!
Can you beleive that my fuckin' art teacher (who is a stupid, unartistic, self-absorbed moron) gave me a B in her class? A B! My first B since I started school will be in ART? ART? HOW THE HELL CAN I GET A B IN ART? Another installment to my fuckin' ironic life. A BAD installment! You know how she can give me a B? Because my teacher grades people on how much SHE likes the project, not on how well we express creativity. There are no boundaries in art. No rules. My teachers before, in middle school, were teaching us HOW to do art. She's teaching us to do what she says, and she doesn't know bull SHIT about what she says, so how can she grade us? She reads things out of BOOKS for us to copy down as NOTES! YOU DO NOT TAKE NOTES IN ART! She's the worst art teacher I've ever had! *gouges eyes out* My plan: During the last few days of school, I'm taking in either Godsmack or Slipknot, and blasting the most foul-mouthed, vile song on the disc as loud as her stereo will go, while having 'youarelame.com' on her computer, playing its little elevator music. I could do it. She leaves the room for ten minutes at a time, probably to go do drugs in the parking lot... While she's gone, just pop the disc in, have somebody watch at the door, and when she comes close... Godsmack blaring "I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!" Or Slipknot... "FUCK YOU ALLL!!!"

I HATE HER! I HATE HER A LOT!

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