UGH I HATE THOSE GUYS. Thank goodness there are only 2 weeks of school left, and then I won't have to sit by them. Someone was talking about their family disapproving of their cousin's interracial marriage, and of course, these guys found a way to twist it.
Guy 1: If I had a son, I wouldn't disown him if he married a woman of another race, but I totally would if he was gay.
Me: That's pretty crappy, don't you think?
Guy 2: No. He'd suck dick and therefore deserve it.
Guy 1: It's okay if he marries a woman, even if she's a different race, because they could still have babies.
Me: What if he chose not to have any children?
Guy 1: Well, it would still be okay.
Me: But you'd disown him if he was gay?
Guy 1: Yes.
Me: Your logic confuses me.
They mess up my morning. Every. Single. Morning. I can't wait to be rid of them.
The last couple of weeks of school always suck because the teachers try to cram everything in. I will have at least 4 tests between now and the end of school. Why!? Why can't they just accept the fact that they don't have time to do all the shit they wanted to do? D: Also, the geometry final is going to be a total bitch.
While I'm ranting about school, do you know what's insulting? I am utterly offended by the fact that my English teacher feels the need to review shit like NOUNS and VERBS and ADJECTIVES ajdlskfjdslkfj. I HATE GOING OVER THAT STUFF! It bores me! I have it down! I've had it down since the third grade! Now, maybe I am just blessed with a good understanding of this sort of thing, but this is a high school Honors class! If you don't know what a noun is, you need to get the fuck out!
Hehe, this reminds me of what French Class Girl does. She always brags about how wonderful she is at English and grammar, but then she'll write things like "their stupid" and "its amazing." Silly French Class Girl, grammar is for smart people!
She needs to watch where she's going. She almost ran right into me today, and I'm about eye-level with her chin, which means her chest would go somewhat into my face if she bumped into me. D: I do not want any part of that in my face. At all. EVER. The thought alone frightens me. In fact, that frightens me so much that I'm going to type about kittens just to clear that awful, awful image.
Kittens are so cute and fluffy, you know? I remember when my cat was a kitten. Sure, he peed on the couch a lot, but he was so tiny that you could hold him in your hand! Aww~! <3