God damn it.

So earlier I was doing my Excel assignments for the stupid basic computing class I’m being forced to take, and I realized I was going to be really bored during it. I decoded to wipe my PocketPC clean and put an image viewer on it and a few issues of Ultimate Spider-man to read. Only put three onto it before I got distracted by the homework again. Let me tell you, that was a great thing to do. I had been sitting in the class for 30 minutes before I remembered to bust the iPaq out. Three issues wasn’t near enough, though I finished them right around the time of the mid-way break of the class. Once it started back up, I started up PocketWord and started to rant and vent about the stupid class I had to sit in, and here it is.

ROAR!

Why am I here? Why am I wasting my time? My throat hurts, I’m really thirsty, mildly hungry, and I hate this class. The teacher is a dorkass, quite possibly the biggest dorkass in the world. All he does every week is pace up and down in front of the class, reading off of his little power point being projected onto the wall, and then spends the next 5-15 minutes adlibbing about whatever comes to mind. Usually about how he’s so smart, and loves Linux; he dual boots XP and Linspire on his laptop. No shit? Who woulda known? He only reminds everyone four times an hour. He’s such a joker, too! He could be talking about anything even remotely related to Windows and turn it into a little neat witty wise-crack at Microsoft. We get it! You hate Microsoft! Move on! Never mind the fact that you prefer another operating system that does everything in it’s power to clone Windows. No, he’s still a genius.

God, and he doesn’t even know what he’s talking about 100% of the time. Ext2 reads FAT? No it doesn’t. The driver does. Shut up. I hate you. I swear, if you take all of the little side-stories and “though explanations” the lecture wouldn’t take more than twenty minutes.

And I think the fat lady in the middle of the room really wants to give this guy a hand job, too. She seems to think everything this guy says is the funniest thing in the world. Especially the little Microsoft cracks. Oh, and the lecture isn’t even a lecture at all. Apparently it’s a personal conversation between her and the teacher. He makes a witty little comment and she will then proceed to nod her fat head and keeps saying ‘yeah, yep, yep.’ Hey, fatass. Go to hell.

Then there’s this preppy know-it-all kid who also loves Linux, yadda yadda, has been doing it all for years, yadda yadda. Even though he knows so much, he won’t hesitate to halt the class and ask a really dumbass question. Hey, guy. Stop wearing that gay hat and those tight pink t-shirts, kthx.

And the rest of the class is just sitting there quietly taking notes on everything being said. They’re all at least 5-8 years older than me and are incredibly stupid, but I don’t hold that against them. What I do hold against them is that I can barely breathe during this wasted two and a half hours of my life because of the stench they emit. Hey, guys. You smell, and I hate you all by default because of that.

ROAR!