What I Should Have Said, But Thankfully Didn't
Dear Ms. Sudduth,
So you want me to take Spanish II instead of a memoir independent study? Fuck you and your administration. Fuck you and your blundering little cronies, all stumlbing around the office and campus trying to catch us doing bad shit instead of supporting us doing GOOD shit.
What am I going to do with Spanish Fucking Two? I can't speak Spanish. I don't WANT to speak Spanish. As a matter of fact, I don't even want Spanish people speaking Spanish! THIS IS AMERICA! TEACH ME SOMETHING I WILL USE! Teach me Italian so I can read Dante's Inferno in it's native script, teach me Latin as a core for a hundred other languages I can use later on in MY life.
Speaking of MY life, isn't this MY highschool career?! Aren't I the one who needs to pass these classes, do the work, get the grades, go to college, and make something of myself? How dare you expect me to accomplish something as tedious and stressful as that when you cum-guzzlers won't even let me take a class that I'll be good at?
Whatever. Fuck this school, this district, and most of all Sanborn's overblown and underdeveloped polcies.
Thank you for fucking up my last year and a half,
memmons
i thought long and hard about writing a letter along those lines. but i didnt. i wrote a meghan style letter, not a memmons style letter. and i was very respectful, and used a lot of big words, which is probably why she ultimately gave me the independent study.
thank god.
my life is not over. i can now look forward to each day.
except economics. which blows.
but hey, what the hell.
and memmons saw that it was good, and the people rejoiced.
(that's your clue to leave rejoiceful comments. lets go you fuckers. be happy. show it in happy, sex-filled, rejoicing comments.)
adieu.
So you want me to take Spanish II instead of a memoir independent study? Fuck you and your administration. Fuck you and your blundering little cronies, all stumlbing around the office and campus trying to catch us doing bad shit instead of supporting us doing GOOD shit.
What am I going to do with Spanish Fucking Two? I can't speak Spanish. I don't WANT to speak Spanish. As a matter of fact, I don't even want Spanish people speaking Spanish! THIS IS AMERICA! TEACH ME SOMETHING I WILL USE! Teach me Italian so I can read Dante's Inferno in it's native script, teach me Latin as a core for a hundred other languages I can use later on in MY life.
Speaking of MY life, isn't this MY highschool career?! Aren't I the one who needs to pass these classes, do the work, get the grades, go to college, and make something of myself? How dare you expect me to accomplish something as tedious and stressful as that when you cum-guzzlers won't even let me take a class that I'll be good at?
Whatever. Fuck this school, this district, and most of all Sanborn's overblown and underdeveloped polcies.
Thank you for fucking up my last year and a half,
memmons
i thought long and hard about writing a letter along those lines. but i didnt. i wrote a meghan style letter, not a memmons style letter. and i was very respectful, and used a lot of big words, which is probably why she ultimately gave me the independent study.
thank god.
my life is not over. i can now look forward to each day.
except economics. which blows.
but hey, what the hell.
and memmons saw that it was good, and the people rejoiced.
(that's your clue to leave rejoiceful comments. lets go you fuckers. be happy. show it in happy, sex-filled, rejoicing comments.)
adieu.