OkOk...so I haven't updated substantially lately. I'll make it up this time. "^_^"
First of all, to the issue at hand: back in 7th grade, we all hated him. 8th grade, we all hated him, even though some of us are becoming accustomed to his fucking incessant voice, diction, and deliriously annoying attitude. Come 9th grade, he disappeared into the backdrop, mentioned by few, forgotten by some, but still hated by those who see him on a day by day basis. Do we know who we're talking about yet? Yes, that's right, it's that abomination of an honors student: arjun chakraborty. (I refuse to capitalize his name, as I deem him not even a person, but an object of disdain and disgust)
Now, in my case, arjun has always been a pain in my side. In 7th grade, he seemed smart, spewing out algebraic formulas and theorems from different textbooks that the majority of us have never even heard of. He got quiet disapproval back then, since (before we knew better) we thought he was smarter than us. But thanks to the miracle of Mr.Fukunaga, we learned what a baffoon he really is, and it caused him to learn his place. Throughout 8th and 9th grades, I tend to believe he's been ignored. Until this year, when I finally share another class with him, did I realize how wrong I really was...
I've generally forgotten him, and even pitied him (just a teeeeeeeeeeny little bit that's probably long gone by now...) I've always maintained an open mind to his closed and closet minded comments. I've kept silent to his Neanderthal-looking face and suck-up attitude (I admit that I'm a suck-up too, but if it’s any consolation, I don’t do it intentionally, believe it if you want to). I've tried to be congenial to his sorry face, yet he still treats me as an inferior, something which I definitely am NOT. He's somehow convinced that I'm going to become a cheerleader in the future, which I won’t, but it’s something which I don't see as a bad thing for a guy to be doing. Cheerleading maybe stereotyped to the female gender, but it is by NO means a female only activity (sport, if you will.) Many of America's best competitive cheerleading squads have male members to take care of the more physically oriented portions of a routine. Our Neanderthal arjun here seems to think that just by being a cheerleader, you're either a girl or homosexual. He also accuses me wanting to be a cheerleader only because I'm so desperate for female companionship and would go that far. He also throws a slew of degratory terms at me which are totally uncalled for. I would go on with this list of grievances but I’ve already wasted WAY too much time typing out all this.
In short, what’s my point? He’s an ungrateful little bastard that deserves to burn in hell for Oedipus-scale crime, fucking his mother senseless while kicking the shit out of his dad. He deserves NO pity, NO respect, and absolutely NO attention. Excuse my language, but he deserves to get fucked up the ass by convicts in a prison the size of Alcatraz, die shitting and eating his own feces for the survival which he’ll get shot out of by a Colt 0.22.
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Now that my rant is over, the more serious stuff. IM me if you’ve read the aforementioned and agree…
Onto a more promising note, my last week was a total hell “^_^”! I had a couple of projects which I didn’t do until the night before, overextended myself and fell asleep in 3 out of 6 class, a new record for Clive! Sugden is being an ass as usual, I mean, my grades finally took a turn for the better, but that one test just HAD to drag it back down to a 78%. Still, I have about 75 more points before the next grading period, so I suppose I’m relatively safe. Ishi is still an OK teacher, though she was being very ominous about the test we all took. Apparently, we didn’t study the conditions of hyper and hypo tonic states as well as the effects of plasmolysis. Homecoming was a blast, even though I forgot the airplane I made the night before sophomore day. Benny B is as usual and is pretty predictable; not a BAD teacher, but I still don’t like him that much. As for French, the more I have Ms. Townsend, the less I like her. She’s so fake and it makes me want to smack her a good one. She’s one of those rare exceptions in which sucking up ensures my survival in the class. Good God, I pretty much HATE her… Bellotti is on the same list as Townsend, though I do better in his class… Finally, Santillan, I like her, she’s a nice teacher, and rarely give homework. Add in tons of “free” periods, and we have a great/near perfect teacher. Now, make Santillan look like Elle McPhearson/some other hot movie star and the world would be perfect…
So, my rant ends here. My life is imperfect, that's why my internet and my bog are both so screwed up...
GonE to watch Samurai Champloo "^_^"
And the wind brought Clive @ 11:00 PM
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Wednesday, October 20, 2004 |
