So it's Cat
I'm not very happy, if you can't tell by the title.
So today I was in Literature class with Mrs. "Douchette" as I now call her thanks to a comment (it's really Mrs. Doucette) and she was sick Tuesday and Wednesday so having her back was fucking torture.
Right now we're working on our "research papers" which is this 4-6 page paper (which was originally 6-8 but she changed it, thank the lord) that is basically the biggest grade of our entire eighth grade year.
So we were going over people's topics, narrowing them down to three points and shit and they have to be related to the Holocaust (I'm doing the Hitler Youth Program) and so she saw one person's topic and she was like, "Tori! So, your topic is....Auschwitz."
So this girl was like "Yeah..."
"What about it?"
So the girl starred listing some stuff she was going to include in her paper and Mrs. D. stopped her.
"Tori," she said, "this is not a middle school paper."
Um.
Okay.
thEN WHAT THE FUCK IS IT, A COLLEGE ESSAY?
IT'S NOT LIKE WE'RE IN MIDDLE SCHOOL OR ANYTHING.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN?
I honestly want to strangle her by her double-chinned neck sometimes, I swear.
Also, I'm going to punch the next person in my class who starts singing the "Little Einsteins" theme song.
Not to mention people in my school are still doing that "twenni wan" thing.
ENOUGH VINE TRENDS FFS
