I’M SAVING THESE TO FUCK WITH PEOPLE’S BRAINS
the. fucking. first. one.
Photographer: Alberto Bruni
since I last posted an original note. But I finally have two things to anonymously rant about, and of course, ffs, I’ll keep real names out of this.
First of all, this bitch of a teacher is really pushing for the importance of this class, which was just developed and my class is the very first class to take it- as in, we’re the guinea pigs. I hate this class already, and she just has to be so sassy. She monitors what’s on our screen when she comes around, like it matters what we’re looking at? She needs to calm her shit down. She literally told me after class to “not look at my email” during class and it “pisses her off.” First of all, bitch, you shouldn’t be monitoring wtf I’m doing on my computer. On top of that, I had the necessary documents out, so you can’t complain that I wasn’t following along. Third of all, you don’t know how I do my business on my computer screen. I like to split windows in half, side by side on the screen, so that means the document will only be half-screen wide. I know how you can assume so much about this, but I can’t pick a fucking fight with you because of your cocky attitude and opinionated mindset. This class is bullshit, we’re not learning anything, and your sass level makes my fucking Fridays absolutely terrible.
The second thing is, I find it fucking weird as shit that campus employees who know me through some mishap from last year treat me like they’re my friend. THEY ARE MY TRIGGERS. You bring back memories I’m trying to suppress here!! I had to go through so much shit, and you take the liberty to make your presence more known to me…. Ugh this other bitch that I know- well, actually she’s not a bitch; she’s really nice, personally. But still, she was in a position that was heavily involved with some shit that went down last year with me, and now I expect her to atleast detach herself from me to keep things professional, and there she is, saying hi to me and asking me how my life is…. Well, it was better before this morning, and it’s even worse now that you’ve triggered my inner pains to come out. I AM TRYING TO BE HAPPY IN COLLEGE HERE, DON’T FUCK IT UP WITH MY PSYCHE.
Ok, rant over. I wish for better days than this Friday. I know people are like, TGIF, but Fridays are the worst to deal with. I’d trade it for my busiest Thursdays and Tuesdays instead….
Jason Borish by Joe Ticknow