Grrr
BAH!! I hate stress sometimes. I'm finally getting into the swing of things, which is helping, but sometimes I still feel a little overwhelmed. I have opted out of doing the rest of my reading for philosophy, because 1)it was optional and 2) there's no way in HELL my prof. is actually going to make it through the 4 other topics he has ahead of this reading to discuss in the hour and fifteen minutes we have tomorrow, especially the way he goes off on tangents. So there. Anyway. Spent the greater part of my day today being more than a little offended/hurt and calling my spanish teacher a jackass because he 1)accused me of cheating on the composition I turned in last week, 2) instead of talking to me about it like a person, wrote "My assumption is that you got some help on this, maybe more than a little! Is this assumption right?" on the top of my paper 3) didn't even have the decency to APOLOGIZE to me when I talked to him about it after class, and 4) gave me a fucking A- on it when I know it had fewer corrections on it than the woman next to me, who he gave an A to. Bastard. I have never cheated on ANYTHING in my life...I didn't really know how to respond to that note...I was actually kind of in disbelief about it...I'm SORRY the 300 level class I was supposed to take got cancelled two days before semester started so I had to take that class as a last resort. I'm SORRY my composition was above the level of the others in the class. It's not my fault, it's the modern language department's fault. So I repeat BAH!! Anyway. That's it for the venting. Must go finish homework now. More later.