WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?????????
I am faking my way through half my classes. I don't get grades back for any assignments, I don't know what's happening, I don't understand what my professors are talking about. There's a moment in Black Books where Fran gets a job via the mafia and no one tells her what the job is and she's scared to ask, so she just sits at her desk and types I AM SITTING HERE NEXT TO FATTY AND SPOTTY, FATTY AND SPOTTY, I AM SITTING NEXT TO FATTY AND SPOTTY and then she gives a presentation with meaningless pie charts and line graphs and says "We are here, and we could be there, and is this what we want to be as a company?" And everyone applauds, and she gets promoted.
THAT IS WHAT MY SCHOLASTIC CAREER IS LIKE. ALL DAY EVERY DAY.
I HAVE BEEN FRIENDED BY THE MOST RANDOM TROLL JOURNALS EVER. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? THIS? OR THIS? WHY? I NEVER POST, I DO NOT FOLLOW THE ELJAY DRAMAS, WHY CAN'T I EVEN UNDERSTAND THE INTERNETS, FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST.
THAT IS WHAT MY SCHOLASTIC CAREER IS LIKE. ALL DAY EVERY DAY.
I HAVE BEEN FRIENDED BY THE MOST RANDOM TROLL JOURNALS EVER. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? THIS? OR THIS? WHY? I NEVER POST, I DO NOT FOLLOW THE ELJAY DRAMAS, WHY CAN'T I EVEN UNDERSTAND THE INTERNETS, FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST.