Thursday, May 21, 2009

So...

Today is my worst day ever. Eight hours of classes. So I have class from 6-9 pm off campus. I take the shuttle walk into class and at about 6:15 my teacher walks in and says log off right now. She then tells us we are going to critique other people's projects and we have 2 mandatory rules. One we must have an alcoholic beverage (which is free) and two we must find 3 works that we enjoy. So I have one beer, two beers, 3 beers, one glass of wine, 2 glasses of wine. Before I know it I am drunk, in class. And yes, my teacher is more drunk than I am. Everyone word out of her mouth was fuck, bitch, cunt, whore.... and it continues on. She then wants to take a picture of us on her phone which she is too drunk to do and continues to curse at her phone as she stumbles into a pole. Which she then attempts to pole dance on a pole.

Then she asks us what time it is. It's about 8 and this Asian kid goes it's 9 when our teacher knows it isn't. She then goes "Why don't you go on a plane back to fucking Asia." Everyone is like what the fuck and of course I am cracking up. He then leaves and my teacher goes "Where did Matt go? I don't know why he got so offended. I need to talk to him."

We then go back to class to watch a movie after a lot of fucks and bitches and cunts and whores are mentioned. She tells us the movie is a half hour long. It says there's 57 minutes left. I raise my hand and ask how long the movie is she says a half hour. It's 8:40, we won't finish a movie that's an hour long in 20 minutes. So I say no, it says 57 minutes. She stops the video and goes, "You know what, get out of the classroom." And I say "Wait me?" And she goes, "Yes."

So I start packing up and she goes "You don't like me and you don't like my class." And I say I do, because I actually do. And she goes "Nope, get out of class." So I got kicked out of class by my teacher. And I must say it was the best class I have ever had.

Then I went to McDonalds and got a Big Mac meal and of course I was still hungry. So I order one cheeseburger and the guy gave me 3 Quarter Pounders. Delicious.

2 comments:

  1. It made my night when you called me and told me this story. Also, the wawa on 17....yesss.

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  2. I wish I was there.

    This does not apply to you:
    "The weather is here. I wish you were beautiful." - Kasey's fridge.

    I saw that the other day and I loled. It still cracks me up.

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