Western Civ.

So I get to Children's lit, what fun that is right? No, it's not actually.

1) The teacher isn't there, family emergency.

2) We're in our assigned "groups" to discover ...well we don't even know what she's not explaining it very well, but we just know we're doing reports on Children's literature throughout the ages, like 1800's, 1920's, 1950's, 1960's, 1970's, 1990's-present.

My group has the last which is JUUUUST great. She tells us that she wants to see how socially we've come to put races and religions in our children's books like everyday, so not only is she telling us what our project has to be about, but she's point us in the completely wrong direction. That's the 70's-80's gig, they do that. She talks about inluential authors/artists.

Well how the fuck are we supposed to know who was influential if it's STILL PRESENT DAY. NER!! We need to wait aleast ten years, I don't know, this is all pretty retarded.

Well to top that fun shit off I had to go to the library and look up yet-to-be influential authors by myself because my group bailed on me. They seem to think they're too special. So fuck them, I'm going to do my own project. They're a bunch of sissy ass preps anyways. The chick is a burnout and the guy who wants to be her boyfriend is the biggest fucking "Chad" i have ever met in my life.

So then it's a nice break from 11-2, I go and try to take that Math test, turns out I'm an hour late, guess I'll have to do it tomorrow. I wander downstairs to see the URI booth set up. I discuss with them transcript possibilities and they remind me I need to be accepted first.

I go online for the application. WOW is this unneccessarily complicated. When did it become so important to basically fence out all kids who are unaware of the official day the graduated. They ask for the most ridiculous dates and then they want a fucking essay. You want to know why i want to go there? Cuz society WANTS me to you dumb fucks. But of course my actual essay is going to be a kiss ass b.s. explanation about why URI is the greatest school in the region.

Now I'm in Western Civ. There's a fat chick adjacent to me who smells, litterally, of shit. It's bad. There's some girls who look like they shouldn't have graduated, and they're all sitting in a crumpled trio of desks, throwing off the nicely patterned rows of desks. They gave me a look when i seperated two of them while they were gone to plug in my mac, but fuck them, I have a friend in the class and I don't go out of my way to sit with him. Sit with friends and you make trouble.

Now Professor Ricci is blabbering about how he's not going to be here for Thursday (thank god! Note to self, don't go to class) and he's telling us how if we need to see him before then, blady, blahdy, blah, (who cares, I don't and won't need to.)

Now here comes the notes, so this is the end of my post for now, I'll be back after work.