Today, in my opinion, was a waste of time. It would have been better if I had just stayed in bed all day (which I did whe I got home from college).
I’ll tell you the whole story…
It all started at 5:10 am when I woke up, brushed my teeth, cleaned up, got dressed, got my hair done and my make up done. I grabbed a bite to eat and I left home.
I arrived at 6:40 am to school and went straight to the Engineer Building. I was wearing my Regina Romero boots and walking in heels for me is not that easy and I almost fell on my face one time n_n.
I saw Rafa and Beto doing their Probability homework (they have a different professor) and I was waiting for Liz so that we could go to our class. We went to clas and waited… and waited… and waited until it was 7:20 am, in my college there is a 20 minute period of tolerance for the professor to arrive to class, so we left and went to the upper leel of the library.


I practiced my Photoshop colouring skills while Liz and Alekz studied for their accounting (sp?) class. My laptop battery got eaten up and no, I didn’t have my A/C adapter with me. After they finished studying we went to the Cafeteria to grab some cupcakes while Shana Pol told us about crazy made up religions such as the Religion of the Pink Invisible Unicorn and the Pastafarians. It was funny.
After grabbing the cupcakes we returned to our home away form home (ergo: Engineer Building) and went to Calculus class.
I swear that if I fail that class I’m going to fin that idiot that calls himself a professor and get him so hard in the balls that he will have to have them amputaded (sp?) in order to be able to pee in peace.
This class was a total mess (and YES, I have pictures).
Last class the professor, we’ll call him stupid owl, told us that if we gave him our notes of the semester we would get an extra point on the 20% percent that belongs to participation and homeworks. Then he brought our notebooks and told us that no one had gotten the point (I got half a point which was fine by me).
Two girls in my class got very mad because they really needed the point and then they asked the professor what criteria had he used while grading the notebooks. Both their notebooks matched the criteria perfectly. The point is that they all got very mad, started yelling and we didn’t have a class yipee! (yes, I’m being sarcastic).
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I’m afraid that stupid owl is going to grade my exam in a very fucked up way and fail me. I mean how does he expect us to demonstrate something the way that he thinks it? I’m no bloody mind reader. If he doesn’t teach us stuff then he shouldn’t be grading that badly.
I hate him and hope that he never procreates, his children don’t deserve to have such an idiotic father.
After that horrible class, I went to my service and my boss wasn’t there. Then I talked to Sara and came home.

I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until now to write this entry. I think that I should go and get ready for some party that my parents are having. I much rather stay here and write more *le sigh* but life is not fair….

Kisses,
Julie.