¡Coño! El puto no puede entender que no soy una retard. El otro día, le dije que no quiero pedirle na', porque él siempre responde con some major bullshit. Su unica respuesta era que el sentia mal que you siento asi. ¿Qué el jode hace que significa? Puede besar mi culo sincerely yo! Estaba acerca de le dice a él algo real fucked up, estaba acerca de black out on him. Pero anyways the truth is el no me conoce asi y no debe decir that shit to me.Damn I got issues! I just realized that I was typing in espanglish. I just got off the phone with my ex and he seemed to have forgot how to speak english. Anyways I'm pissed and that's what counts.
Furthermore, this guy doesn't seem to realize that we can take the damn book home and read it ourselves. Class should be used to work out examples and stuff. He was so much more cool last session, when teaching was more important than his ego. I give up on the bs.
Now one more complaint, that dude I was gabbing about the last time I posted, he's still acting funny towards me. It's like he can't look me in the eye for all the crap he's said about me. I think he's paranoid that I'm doing the same to him, but this blog and my sisters are the only people I've talked about it with. I shouldn't really care, but it's like damn, can't a sista' get a rest from the drama while trying to receive a (somewhat) higher education?
Moving right along, Voltaire is my new addiction! How can anyone be born that brilliant? When I'm finished reading all of his works, I'm going to do something special, because I will have been born. I'm reading Micromegas right now, gotta go because Zadig is next!
Voltaire
