I am in a class. I am in a class that sucks. I am in a class that sucks so bad, all I can do is play on the internet. I never do this. I have never done this. This class makes me feel like an immature, unappreciative college student, that doesn't pay for thier own schooling. I have one-half of a semester left in this degree's pursuit. I am experiencing senioritis- again.
I don't mind working sooo hard for a class that counts. This class won't count. I don't need a new subject to ponder right now. Really- unless you are a speech therapist, or a historical language buff- this class is squat.
I do not want to learn about morphemes and allophones and all the other things that make swahili anything like english.
I want to read about the Detroit Tiger's spring training and I want to read The Shire and Mystery Musings blogs...hell I want to read about the price of tea in china more than sit and listen to this!
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I'm glad to know you find the Shire more interesting than morphemes and allophones.
And...now I know what some of my students are really doing on their laptops while I am teaching Intro to Soc.
It's the Braves year baby!
frick you both! it's the Cardinals' year again!
BTW, I am glad you like to read my blog too, unlike that Dunnington dawg.
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