School administrators suck.
When they informed me their system glitched and I was signed up for the wrong type of Anatomy class, I handled it rather well. When they told me that I couldn't switch and that I and I quote, 'will have to suck it up and deal with it,' I thought, I handled it just as well.
Only if you count that the head of baby Cupid in front of the main building would be kicked into the parking lot and knocking a freshmen out cold, handling it well.
I felt really guilty that, that freshmen had to be on the receiving end of my short burst of rage. I sent him a fruit basket and apologized till he had me banned from his hospital room.
It really seemed like a great way to go at the time. He never did forgive me though. Every time …show more content…
I only told her about that job because she got me drunk on my birthday last year. Mandatory cow suits and immature preteens pulling on your utters all day was surprisingly not the most embarrassing job I've ever had.
"Let's not mention that shall we, and just enjoy our little brunch here, okay?" I laugh nervously, as I shovel an over sized spoon full of scrambled eggs into my mouth. Patrick was bound to ask, but Juliet was off on her gossip craze and the best part about him liking her is he hangs off her every word. We catch him up on everything by the time we were all finished.
She even starts to tattle on me, since my lack of generosity to my community is depressing.
I wince when he scolds me. His scolding is worse than the look of disappointment most parents give whenever you do something. After cleaning up the kitchen, Juliet receives a call. When she is out of earshot, I stand and pull Patrick out of the room.
Pushing him into our coat closet was a lot harder than you would think . I close the door behind me without turning the lights on.
"Patrick! I saw those lovesick eyes." I whisper and poke his chest with each word.
"I know, I know it's hard not to stare and ouch!" he yellspers back and moves my hand to rub at his
When they informed me their system glitched and I was signed up for the wrong type of Anatomy class, I handled it rather well. When they told me that I couldn't switch and that I and I quote, 'will have to suck it up and deal with it,' I thought, I handled it just as well.
Only if you count that the head of baby Cupid in front of the main building would be kicked into the parking lot and knocking a freshmen out cold, handling it well.
I felt really guilty that, that freshmen had to be on the receiving end of my short burst of rage. I sent him a fruit basket and apologized till he had me banned from his hospital room.
It really seemed like a great way to go at the time. He never did forgive me though. Every time …show more content…
I only told her about that job because she got me drunk on my birthday last year. Mandatory cow suits and immature preteens pulling on your utters all day was surprisingly not the most embarrassing job I've ever had.
"Let's not mention that shall we, and just enjoy our little brunch here, okay?" I laugh nervously, as I shovel an over sized spoon full of scrambled eggs into my mouth. Patrick was bound to ask, but Juliet was off on her gossip craze and the best part about him liking her is he hangs off her every word. We catch him up on everything by the time we were all finished.
She even starts to tattle on me, since my lack of generosity to my community is depressing.
I wince when he scolds me. His scolding is worse than the look of disappointment most parents give whenever you do something. After cleaning up the kitchen, Juliet receives a call. When she is out of earshot, I stand and pull Patrick out of the room.
Pushing him into our coat closet was a lot harder than you would think . I close the door behind me without turning the lights on.
"Patrick! I saw those lovesick eyes." I whisper and poke his chest with each word.
"I know, I know it's hard not to stare and ouch!" he yellspers back and moves my hand to rub at his