why the kindergarten teachers are wrong
growrl. that sums up my day.
my fellow classmate was gone all last week with her dance troupe in china so i was kind enough on monday to give her my notes to copy and then give them back to me when we met for the study group later that day. she never showed up and wasn't answering her phone. normally i wouldn't panic or anything but the test was on wednesday and i hadn't even started studying. monday night came and no word from her. tried reading the book and soon realized that the point of my notes was because the book is practically impossible to understand. so tuesday she comes to class and informs me that while she was in the library bathroom, someone had taken her backpack and everything in it is missing. mind you, only an idiot would leave a backpack unattended anywhere in pcc. and of course the test was the next day and still poor me hadn't studied. i finally found someone else who was taking that class then drove all the way to alhambra to pick them up, bring them back to my house to copy them and then drive back. all during rush hour on valley blvd. i dont know if all of you have had the pleasure of driving valley during 6 in the evening, but trust me, its memorable. when i finally got home to study it was 7:30 and the girl called to say that the pcc police found her backpack and my notes were probably in there. would i like her to come by to drop them off? the flush of red rage overcame me and i muttered a no and hung up.
moral of the story: sharing is not a good thing. ends up that kindergarten is all wrong and no one should share anything for fear irresponsible people will pee without taking their stuff with them.
that's it, i'm done venting.
whew.
my fellow classmate was gone all last week with her dance troupe in china so i was kind enough on monday to give her my notes to copy and then give them back to me when we met for the study group later that day. she never showed up and wasn't answering her phone. normally i wouldn't panic or anything but the test was on wednesday and i hadn't even started studying. monday night came and no word from her. tried reading the book and soon realized that the point of my notes was because the book is practically impossible to understand. so tuesday she comes to class and informs me that while she was in the library bathroom, someone had taken her backpack and everything in it is missing. mind you, only an idiot would leave a backpack unattended anywhere in pcc. and of course the test was the next day and still poor me hadn't studied. i finally found someone else who was taking that class then drove all the way to alhambra to pick them up, bring them back to my house to copy them and then drive back. all during rush hour on valley blvd. i dont know if all of you have had the pleasure of driving valley during 6 in the evening, but trust me, its memorable. when i finally got home to study it was 7:30 and the girl called to say that the pcc police found her backpack and my notes were probably in there. would i like her to come by to drop them off? the flush of red rage overcame me and i muttered a no and hung up.
moral of the story: sharing is not a good thing. ends up that kindergarten is all wrong and no one should share anything for fear irresponsible people will pee without taking their stuff with them.
that's it, i'm done venting.
whew.