Hello to my weekly rant. This week is about my classroom. Okay, for the ones who DON’T know the venezuelan school system:
-In any grade (1,2,3 etc…) we have the same classroom and the same classmates THE WHOLE FUCKING YEAR.
-We have separate teachers for separate courses but we don’t go to THEIR classroom, they come to ours.
-I hate it.
Now that we have that out of the way, onto this weeks image and rant:
This is my classroom.
You’ll notice the color filled squares. They represent people.
Let me clarify, I HATE ALL OF THE PEOPLE IN THAT CLASSROOM. Just that some people are more tolerable than other.
Shaded Squares: People from the cachazo team (im the one below the other one (which is arfandualo) and the one 3 seats next is valeria).
Fire: The demon assigned to torture us — i mean, the teacher.
Xs = Lockers.
Blues: It’s not so much as hate, as not seeing them as people, but empty pieces of pretty plastic made to look at.
Green: I honestly try NOT to hate this people, they try to be nice and all… but they are just annoying as hell.
Yellow: This people are the pure essence of annoying. I call them, annoying pieces of shit. They annoy me just for the point of being [Im not like you, pussy bullied kids of america, annoying for me is different] For example, these group would just start singing in the middle of the class some shitty song. Or start talking about stupid shit. Or start asking you for translations for their sexual shit. Or start asking you what kind of book are you reading, and wanting to know the backstory etc [you may call this socializing, but its not, when u take a different book to school everyday (book i mean fiction)]. Here are the straight guys who act like gay just for the sake of trying to be funny. The people who tap on their seat trying to create some kind of rhythm which i like to call “piece of shit”.
Red:I, honestly, HONESTLY, try to be nice to this people. I try to hear them, even if what they have to say its completely stupid and utterly pointless. I swear there is this one girl who actually starts a conversation about how she hates lesbians and loves gays. Theres another one who’d believe earth tastes like chocolate if you told her. People who try to act smart. Chicks who don’t know the meaning of a screaming “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT, STOP TALKING TO ME”. People who actually open your backpack, take a notebook, rip out a page, and leave. People who start saying “oh, man, oh man, you have GOT to go to this party”, even though i told them i hate WHOEVER is throwing the party in the first place.People who say, “Whats ur hi5/myspace/pieceofshit/notblog? OMG HOW CAN YOU *NOT* HAVE ONE?”, chicks who just come an take the hanging headphone i got so i can listen to their stupid shit and say “What are you listening? omigod i hate that genre/band” and then throw it at you. People who actually make fun of me an expect me not to do it to them (which i don’t, because i am a [although hateful and cynical] nice guy). People who expect me not to mind that they broke my poster i made yesterday for any class just after i got the grade ( doesn’t matter if i wanted to keep it). Girls who think they own my skin and can draw whatever the hell they want on it (even though they do). Chicks who just expect me to allow the forementioned and be happy with whatever they got me (pepsi light). The worst part if that i actually HAVE to talk to this people because if i don’t i’d be so bored (which i am currently, but in a lesser degree) i’ll actually end up doing what i did last semester (writing half a book).
This is the answer for the people asking why are you so cynical.
To those of you asking why so many references to chicks is because my classroom is about 75% chicks.
Sacred words on this subject from nwa:
Let’s describe a certain female. A female with the disease of character
and attitude. If you will a snob. However in a view of NWA…
A bitch is a bitch (bitch)
So if I’m poor or rich (word up)
I talk in the exact same pitch
Now the title bitch don’t apply to all women
But all women have a little bitch in ‘em (yeah)
It’s like a disease that’s plagues their character
Takin’ the women of America (yeah)
And it starts with a letter B
It makes a girl like that think she better than me (bitch)
See, some get mad and some just bury
But, yo, if the shoe fits wear it (wear it)
It makes ‘em go deaf in the ear
That’s why when you say ‘hi’ she won’t say ‘hi’
Are you the kind that think you’re too damn fly?
Bitch eat shit ‘n die (ha, ha)
Ice cube comin’ at you at crazy pitch
(Why?) I think a bitch is a bitch
‘Who the fuck you think you’re callin’ a bitch you little ? muthafucka?
I dunno who the fuck you think you’re talkin’ to. Let me tell you one
muthafuckin’ thang, I’m not a…’ [Eazy E] ‘Bitch, shut the fuck up.’
Yo, you can tell a girl that’s out for the money (How?)
She look good and the bitch won’t phony
She ain’t no dummy she’s right the …
Yo, bitch fuck when I’m driving
See a young nigga that’s striving
You’re thru’ without a BMW
That’s why a bitch is a bitch
I guess, or ether P-M-S
Here, test the girl that’s kinda snobby (a’ight)
And I bet you dis a nigga is her hobby
And after she finished the test
Write today a B-I-T-C-H
And watch her get mad ’cause she know it’s true (she know it)
But a nigga like me, I say ‘fuck you’
Do like Ice Cube, slam her ass in a ditch (slam her ass)
‘Cause a bitch is a bitch
‘Why I gonna be a bitch?’
‘I ain’t call you no bitch. If you’d listen to a goddamn song it’d tell
you what a bitch is.’
‘Fuck the song ’cause I’m not no muthafuckin’ bitch.’
‘I didn’t say you was a bitch.’
‘Fuck you, punk-ass nigga!’
‘Fuck you, bitch!
‘Fuck you! Who the fuck you think you are?
‘Fuck you! Suck my dick, bitch!
I once knew a bitch who got a slack
‘Cause she playing me like she was all that
A bitch can be your best friend talking behind your back (yeah)
About who’s fucking who and who’s getting fat
Look at yourself for me, (look bitch)
Now do you fall in this category?
Or you’re the kind that won’t bleak
‘Cause you don’t think, yo, shit stinks
Luckily I haven’t had a drink
‘Cause I’ll down you ass
Than I’ll clown your ass
‘Cause the niggas I hang with ain’t rich (I ain’t rich)
We’re all saying ‘Fuck you bitch!’ (Word up!)
Now, what I can do with a hoe like you
Been your ass over then I’m thru’
? that you see Ice Cube ain’t takin’ no shit
(Why?) ‘Cause I think a bitch is a bitch
There you have it. The description of a bitch. Now ask yourself,
are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry,
scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact wearing bitch? Yep, you
probably are.
Next week on the rant: A school map.