I have way too much free time in class so I might as well complain here O.o ||
Right, so we’re doing a science experience, right~ I sit besides my friend, and we’re in tables of 4, groups of two. The two guys next to us are bastards, hah. Noodle brained idiots, my friend was absent for the day. The two grabbed the progress that me and her made, and they did the instructions wrong, damn it. They almost unplugged something that was a hazard if unplugged (Like, seriously, it could kill someone if they touched it.) So I walked to teacher right, “Excuse me, the two over there have been mishandling the equipment” and all she did was say “Ah, guys! Don’t mess with it!” and did nothing. I don’t blame her, but I didn’t even tell the fact he messed with my data— ah, damn it. The piece of shit spilt the water on my paper too. I had to rewrite the numbers.
But with that I should go up to the teacher and complain about it, when I sat up he told me to “man up” and that “snitches get stitches” like aWWWWWWWWWhaha it’s so funny~~~~ I’ll sit down. Sit… I’ll sit, like a dog, brother. But the complaint I’m writing isn’t so funny, brother. Our instructor will enjoy the mail~
He even complains, ah. “You look like you’re from Korea or China, not from America!!!” Like he isn’t an immigrant himself. Haha, even if he isn’t, it’s embarrassing you’re American born and don’t know how to spell Florida, that’s especially embarrassingWWWWWKKKKWKWK and he even asked me to clean up for him and graph the data. Oh, haha. I’m just ignoring them, because they’re asking “Hello? Hello? Do you know how to do this? What’s your name? Mister?” and they’re just bombarding me with questions. As I was writing, they accused me of playing games. What? You can check my history, I don’t have anything suspicious on here. Maybe I do, haha, a few fanfictions…
Okay, that’s all I have to complain about for now~ Oh, I completely aced my fastbridge <333 275/275, I’m in the 99.999999…th percentile! Proud!
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