so...finally getting to the last essay in my english comp class...
I asked the teacher if I could do mine over a fictional character. She said no. I asked if she could give me a reason why I couldn't. She said no. I pointed out that the descriptions in the book match a fictional character. She said "but you can't observe them".
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Do you KNOW how many times I've seen The Lorax? I'm fairly certain I have definitely OBSERVED The Once-ler. I've definitely taken in his whole character. Who he is. Why he is who he is. His background. His family. His dreams. His desires. His goals. His successes and his failures. I know EVERYTHING.
In fact, it's much more likely that you can learn more about a fictional character than a real person. Because the creator of that character likely wrote out their background story. Their family history. You may even be able to know their entire life's timeline.
But you just want me to write another essay that is so boring, it's not even worth reading. Like my last one...about the stop sign.
I refuse to write anymore BORING essays. My life is boring enough!
If I can't write my profile essay about a fictional character, then what do I write it about? It's apparently supposed to be something I observe. Something I observe before next Monday. The only thing I'll be doing between NOW and next Monday will be...working, going to school on Wednesday, working...maybe visiting my fiance in Creston (but maybe not)... But nothing interesting. Nothing that I could write about and have it knock the socks off of that stupid teacher so that she'll finally see how serious I am about writing!
...I've got nothing. Any suggestions?
I swear, the lady can't stand me.
Teacher: And that's how you properly cite a "tweet" in MLA format.
Me: So, how would you cite a text post from tumblr?
Teacher: From what?
Me: You know, tumblr. A text post would basically be the same as a "tweet"...
Teacher: I don't know.
Me: Well, let me help explain it--
Teacher: I said I don't know.
Me: Well, okay, but I could--
Teacher: I DON'T KNOW.
Me: ...are you still mad from that question I had earlier about citing a published work that I wrote myself? Or is it because of something else?
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Me: Is it because you're pregnant?
My teacher marked down my Once-ler sonnet because I used the word "biggering". APPARENTLY, that's not a REAL WORD. >.>
So, I always take advantage of the opportunity when a teacher says, "There's no such thing as a stupid question."
Well, apparently, there IS such a thing as TOO MANY questions.
My English Comp teacher today. I don't know if it was because she just didn't want to deal with me anymore, or I was getting annoying, or if it had something to do with her being 6 months pregnant...but she was GLARING me down as she REPEATED her last answer before I could finish asking the next question.
I'm sorry, Teacher. I just like to learn. T~T
That awkward moment when...
...you take out your laptop to take notes during class and then the teacher hands out notes, so you don't have to use your laptop, but you keep it open and stare at your desktop background because it's nothing but a bunch of Once-ler fanart pics that change every minute because you set it to do so, and then it suddenly shows a bunch of random Oncest pics (like kissing, not the really naughty stuff) and you quickly realize you're sitting in the front of the classroom, so everyone behind you can see your screen, so you hold your notes up over the screen to pretend like you're checking them very closely so that they can't see the naughty crap on it, and then casually put them down when it goes back to super-swag pics again.
THIS WAS ME TODAY. THANK YOU.
My first day of college, condensed
Math- Teacher: Let's start with FRACTIONS! Me: Nuuuuuuuuuu!!! English Comp- Teacher: Your first assignment? Write a 2-page paper about yourself, 'cause next week, you'll be reading it to the entire class! Me: Nuuuuuuuuuu!!! The End.