Thursday, April 8, 2010, 2:19 PM (TOEFL class)
I just realized how strong my writing was when I was seething with fury. I need to rant and rave much more. To hate infinitely.
I can't write cause I'm dumb and talentless. Also friendless. People have stopped talking to me unless they need to ask something, which is likely to be related to English usage. Ced still asks me about my day, but then again it's always insincere. Like an obligation for him to do that. It will last for five minutes and then he will do something else, forgetting the conversation.
Better Mad Than Not
Wednesday, March 24, 2010, 10:46 AM (Writing 2B class)
I hate this God damn bloody stupidly horrible class. I told them just to write THREE simple God damn sentences and two examples of each, and what did they write? Mistakes and freaking mistakes.
Don't they have working brains inside their spoilt little heads? What have they been doing in all their stupid school years that they know particularly nothing of these blasted SIMPLE tenses? And why, oh God forbid why, do they major in English?! These brats have just convinced me to stop teaching.
I am going to apply for writing jobs as soon as I'm home. Teaching is cursed. I am not doing this anymore. How on earth can college freshmen — in an English department — not know how to write SIMPLE tenses in English? It's called simple cause it IS simple.
Bloody lazy losers have caused me perpetual headaches for two insane semesters. I am seriously quitting. The stress isn't worth my effort. These classes are Hell.