Have you ever had a moment where you were just like "I'm going to fucking blog about this"? Cause that was literally me.
So after I had my speech practice today (so fucking excited to get started on my oratory. Unfortunately, my great speech eludes me), I drove back to the college to get started on mi homework, and my dad was at this president's holiday social. As I probs should've expected, it was pretty classy. But when I heard holiday social my mind was like:
FOOOOOOOOOD
So I went. And when I got there I was so uncomfortable. I sat at a table full of professors and I was just like dear god stop staring at me. & I was basically stuffing my face. There was some great food there man.
Anyways, it's like all these profs dressed up and fancy and talking with their collegiate vocabulary. And then there was me.
In my black corduroy pants, white studded belt, red "99 problems but Mitt ain't one" Obama t-shirt, oh and let's not mention by combat-esque boots (they're calvin klein tho, that counts for something) and my white flappy hat with the fuzzy balls. Oh and let's not mention my leather jacket that I was wearing because it's negative ballsacks in fucksville, Minnesota. So there was that. Naturally, I felt incredibly awkward and uncomfortable.
After eating two plates of dessert (eat me. I like food okay), I left to go work on my math homework. And something glorious happened this day:
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
i understood the math homework
and it was a glorious feeling. I felt powerful. with each problem I got right, I could feel my power grow as the knowledge and power rushed through my veins. I'm basically a god now.
Then I got the last problem and it was a "supposed" review but we never learned this shit. We covered it for like two days maybe in College Algebra last fucking april so excuse me.
But I still feel powerful. now just chemistry to go.
anyways hope you guys are having a good time
So after I had my speech practice today (so fucking excited to get started on my oratory. Unfortunately, my great speech eludes me), I drove back to the college to get started on mi homework, and my dad was at this president's holiday social. As I probs should've expected, it was pretty classy. But when I heard holiday social my mind was like:
FOOOOOOOOOD
So I went. And when I got there I was so uncomfortable. I sat at a table full of professors and I was just like dear god stop staring at me. & I was basically stuffing my face. There was some great food there man.
Anyways, it's like all these profs dressed up and fancy and talking with their collegiate vocabulary. And then there was me.
In my black corduroy pants, white studded belt, red "99 problems but Mitt ain't one" Obama t-shirt, oh and let's not mention by combat-esque boots (they're calvin klein tho, that counts for something) and my white flappy hat with the fuzzy balls. Oh and let's not mention my leather jacket that I was wearing because it's negative ballsacks in fucksville, Minnesota. So there was that. Naturally, I felt incredibly awkward and uncomfortable.
After eating two plates of dessert (eat me. I like food okay), I left to go work on my math homework. And something glorious happened this day:
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
I UNDERSTOOD THE MATH HOMEWORK
i understood the math homework
and it was a glorious feeling. I felt powerful. with each problem I got right, I could feel my power grow as the knowledge and power rushed through my veins. I'm basically a god now.
Then I got the last problem and it was a "supposed" review but we never learned this shit. We covered it for like two days maybe in College Algebra last fucking april so excuse me.
But I still feel powerful. now just chemistry to go.
anyways hope you guys are having a good time
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