A revolt against education

I was born without the ability to shut my mouth a trait when combined with exhaustion makes me want to fight anything and everything.  The freedom of a new city makes it worst, I have nothing to lose, well I'm sure I do but I refuse to acknowledge that right now.

I have been annoyed at one of my classes for a couple weeks now, we all have.  I will spare you the details since it's boring and pointless.  It has been a waste of my time, money, and frankly wasn't even worth me getting out of bed this morning.  After being told the 2nd week in a row, to not worry about something, you'll find out when I'm ready to tell you, I had enough.  The teacher, a douche, has ignored half our class, after listening to 40 people complain and bitch, I raised my hand.  I calmly asked the teach questions, clarification, and after patronizing answers, I could feel my face turn red.  He dismissed me and tried to change the subject.  This time without raising my hand, I asked when the hell I would learn something because I am not showing up until then.  He told me I am learning, I challenged him until other students started raising their hands.  A fellow American asked where she could get her money back.  And then the Greek and Spanish came in, it was over at that point, the class was in uproar and the teacher walked out.  Asshole!  We pay his salary, he technically works for us.  I haven't been so angry since I got here.  We all left and made a plan to speak with the dean as a group.

From there I went to a focus group about student housing.  Considering the mood I was in, I was more than happy to give my opinion on anything.  The best part was that they paid me for talking for 2 hours.  Best money ever, I hope they want my opinion on other things, I could use the money. 

I went to Lawrence's for dinner.  We drank yummy drinks, stuffed our faces, and whined/bitched all night.  A perfect way to end a shit day!