Yesterday was s**t.. Had an an appointment with my Academic advisor..due to the fact that I'm not really so great at Algebra and I failed the ******** 3 times.. She said I may have had to be transfered. She called the PHD of the Math department. She talked to him ABOUT ME IN FRONT OF ME saying this........."She has NO HOPE AT PASSING IT'S BEEN 3 TIMES IT'S OBVIOUS SHE JUST CAN'T GET IT..... I don't know if we need to have her be in a lower math level or what... or just transfer her.." She was being a raging b***h.. she said "Go see him before we even think about schedualing.. I see him.. he was being very nice to me......... he was like "You just had problems over the times you've taken it... let me just see your past exams and we'll work things out and you can see me after my classes and I will personally help you all Summer before fall so you can deffinatly pass" He was chill as a cucumber and he also said that besides the big a** place they have for tutoring.. there's a supplimentory place where that stupid b***h of adviser DID NOT TELL ME.. when I get back there she yelled at me saying I DID KNOW.. I actually yelled at her back just so she would LET ME TALK.. so I could say "YOU ONLY TOLD ME ABOUT THE PLACE DOWNSTAIRS..." She asked if I asked them.."and I was like" no...... because the room's always crowded and I don't feel comfortable" and she was just being a total b***h!.. well I'm sorry that last time I took it I thought I could do it myself.. after fall.. I'm getting another adviser.. ontop of that she wanted me to take political science.. I was liike LISTEN I WANT TO RETAKE THIS SHOOTING CLASS BECAUSE WE DIDN'T GET TO SHOOT.. I GOT SCREWED OVER..."But you could have passed the class" I DIDN'T GIVE A ******** IF I PASSED IT OR NOT.. point is I didn't learn s**t.. the point in college is you're supposed to learn things for your carreer and I bet you that with this teacher I'll learn more because he's a teacher from THIS ******** CAMPUS. OMFG!! So I rebelled against her and typed in that number for my EM class.. if i'm going to focus on Math and try to get myself out of deep s**t why try to bust my a** on another class that is going to make my brain explode? Came home and drank myself into a coma when I got home woke up about 8 hours later woke up felt like s**t and I woke up feeling more pissed than all "i'm stupid no one has faith in me.." I woke up feeling "******** THIS I'M BURNING ALL IN MY PATH THIS TIME.. I HATE IT ALL!"
Sadistically yours,
Lady Grendle
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