mrsronweasley (
mrsronweasley) wrote2003-09-16 12:56 pm
Because they are so cool. Or not.
I found an amazing R/S song. Sent it to Moa. Hopefully, it will be included in the Howl Track...whenever we UPDATE. I am SO feeling Moa's frustration. Honestly. We have SO MUCH to add, and we CANNOT DO IT. It's very very frustrating. Let us all pray for Mr Mwa Ha's quick recovery and return from the hospital. If I could do it, I would update. But damn that Dreamweaver being expensive and me having to pay rent and all. *sigh*
I think I have mentioned a few (dozen) times how cool my French Film professor is, right? Because he is so very cool. And almost every girl in that class has a crush on him, in that 'he's older than my dad, but he is just so cool' sort of way. Because he is just so cool. But there is a guy in that class who is not so cool. In fact, he is the opposite of that, although he likes to pretend. Last Tuesday, he was laughing at the shower scene from 'Psycho', and making really stupid (which he thought were funny) comments about what our prof was saying about it (which was fascinating, or so I thought, at least). He annoyed the crap out of me, especially since he was obviously just showing off to the girls sitting next to him, who giggled along with him because they were just as stupid as he was. (Incidentally, my professor wasn't at all put out. He simply said: 'Hey, you chose the class, it isn't my fault you don't like it' and went on with his explanations. Because he is just so cool.)
Well, later that day, we all gathered to watch our first film. We were sitting there for a while, because the location had changed, and people took a long time getting their asses over to the right place. In saunters Stupid Muscle Boy (SMB for short). SMB comes over to a few girls, sits on top of a desk (because he is so cool) and starts saying Stupid Shit, much to the delight of the Stupid Giggly Girls he is entertaining. Then, SMB, after tiring of SGG, moves across the room and sits down. Next to me. Trying to make eye contact. I am deliberately pretending to not know of his existence, and continue staring at the door.
SMB: (in a tone implying I am one step away from throwing him to the floor and shagigng him senseless) "So, what is your name, girl in black shirt?"
Me: (thinking) "Liz, and you're that dumbass that laughed in class today and made me want to maim and kill." (outloud) "Liz."
There is a pause here, because I am still not looking at him. He trails off and starts talking to the girl behind me, with a bit more success. Then, I hear:
SMB: "She looks very sad..."
Me: (thinking) "You fucking asshole, I am NOT sad, merely thoughtful, something you have no idea about, and you need to not talk about people in third person when they are sitting RIGHT THERE and can hear EVERY WORD YOU SAY." (outloud, almost seething) "Not sad." (still staring at the door.)
SMB: "So, what are you studying?"
Me: (thinking) "Your mom." (outloud) "Psychology."
SMB: (looking like he's the smartest man on earth) "Ah, of course!.."
Me: (fighting very hard not to pound him into the desk with my bear hands) "...you?"
SMB: "Media studies."
Me: (thinking) "Will be a stupid newscaster that you love to hate." (outloud) "Ah."
SMB: "Yeah, have to take a lot of weird classes." (in a tone implying this is one of them)
Me: (thinking) "Dumbass." (outloud) "Ah."
At that moment, the door opened, the professor came in, and SMB boy lost any attention he had garnered from me.
I hate presumptuous people who think that they are God's gift to the world and that it is your obligation to talk to them, simply because they exist. And I hate people commenting on how I "look". That is why I wanted to kill the guy that told me to smile. Because my mental state is MY mental state, and certainly of no concern to the strangers I encounter. Sorry. Not happening.
He came to class wearing a sleeveless t-shirt today, to show off his muscles. Ew.
I realize I may have overreacted, but I just really really really hate people like that. And this school seems to be chock-full of them.
Anyway.
Off to eat and go to the bank and post office. Tralalalalala...
(See? I'm not sad. Merely thoughtful. And wearing the same black shirt. Hmm.)
I think I have mentioned a few (dozen) times how cool my French Film professor is, right? Because he is so very cool. And almost every girl in that class has a crush on him, in that 'he's older than my dad, but he is just so cool' sort of way. Because he is just so cool. But there is a guy in that class who is not so cool. In fact, he is the opposite of that, although he likes to pretend. Last Tuesday, he was laughing at the shower scene from 'Psycho', and making really stupid (which he thought were funny) comments about what our prof was saying about it (which was fascinating, or so I thought, at least). He annoyed the crap out of me, especially since he was obviously just showing off to the girls sitting next to him, who giggled along with him because they were just as stupid as he was. (Incidentally, my professor wasn't at all put out. He simply said: 'Hey, you chose the class, it isn't my fault you don't like it' and went on with his explanations. Because he is just so cool.)
Well, later that day, we all gathered to watch our first film. We were sitting there for a while, because the location had changed, and people took a long time getting their asses over to the right place. In saunters Stupid Muscle Boy (SMB for short). SMB comes over to a few girls, sits on top of a desk (because he is so cool) and starts saying Stupid Shit, much to the delight of the Stupid Giggly Girls he is entertaining. Then, SMB, after tiring of SGG, moves across the room and sits down. Next to me. Trying to make eye contact. I am deliberately pretending to not know of his existence, and continue staring at the door.
SMB: (in a tone implying I am one step away from throwing him to the floor and shagigng him senseless) "So, what is your name, girl in black shirt?"
Me: (thinking) "Liz, and you're that dumbass that laughed in class today and made me want to maim and kill." (outloud) "Liz."
There is a pause here, because I am still not looking at him. He trails off and starts talking to the girl behind me, with a bit more success. Then, I hear:
SMB: "She looks very sad..."
Me: (thinking) "You fucking asshole, I am NOT sad, merely thoughtful, something you have no idea about, and you need to not talk about people in third person when they are sitting RIGHT THERE and can hear EVERY WORD YOU SAY." (outloud, almost seething) "Not sad." (still staring at the door.)
SMB: "So, what are you studying?"
Me: (thinking) "Your mom." (outloud) "Psychology."
SMB: (looking like he's the smartest man on earth) "Ah, of course!.."
Me: (fighting very hard not to pound him into the desk with my bear hands) "...you?"
SMB: "Media studies."
Me: (thinking) "Will be a stupid newscaster that you love to hate." (outloud) "Ah."
SMB: "Yeah, have to take a lot of weird classes." (in a tone implying this is one of them)
Me: (thinking) "Dumbass." (outloud) "Ah."
At that moment, the door opened, the professor came in, and SMB boy lost any attention he had garnered from me.
I hate presumptuous people who think that they are God's gift to the world and that it is your obligation to talk to them, simply because they exist. And I hate people commenting on how I "look". That is why I wanted to kill the guy that told me to smile. Because my mental state is MY mental state, and certainly of no concern to the strangers I encounter. Sorry. Not happening.
He came to class wearing a sleeveless t-shirt today, to show off his muscles. Ew.
I realize I may have overreacted, but I just really really really hate people like that. And this school seems to be chock-full of them.
Anyway.
Off to eat and go to the bank and post office. Tralalalalala...
(See? I'm not sad. Merely thoughtful. And wearing the same black shirt. Hmm.)

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Overreacted? WHAT?! I'm sitting here thinking, "Man, I wish she'd said at least one of the things she was thinking." No, no, sweetie, you underreacted. Because asshole media studies students should not be suffered to live.
And there is so nothing wrong with wearing a black shirt. I've been slowly redoing my wardrobe so it includes more black shirts.
(And what's with the "Ah! Of course"? In my experience, psychology students are stereotyped as the ones who sit back and smirk because they know what's wrong with everyone else. It was us weird artsy types who were supposed to go around looking purposefully mournful).
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I was SO CLOSE to it. SO close. But I restrained myself. Because I'm a wimp. Meh.
Oh, I love my black shirts. I also love my black skirt. And my black tights. And my black hair. All is well with the world.
I HATE it when people always say that about me, and they ALWAYS DO. Why? Why? Why? Why can't they think I'm an English major? Or art? Why are they always: Oh, of course, psychology! Why, because I'm a girl? I don't get it. It pisses me off. Besides, I'm not even continuing with it, so... *sigh*
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And technology needs to DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE. Or at least work so that the wonderful Princess and her Magistrate can share the fruits of their labours, goshdarnit.
*hugs and love more than can possibly be articulated*
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*MWAAAAAAAH*
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And that guys sounds like he belongs to the "wonderful" tribe of guys we call chocos or FM-necks (FM is a name of a dreadful Icelandic radio station and it's a wordplay on rednecks :D).
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(I'm a bitch, I know...)
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Fuck him. Well, not really. What a jerk.
(the finger is for him, not for you)
PS: That thing is on the way.
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PS: That thing is on the way.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
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Me: (thinking) "Your mom." (outloud) "Psychology."
aksdfj;askdf I hate those people. You ROX, Liz.
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I have my fingers crossed for him. :-)
I realize I may have overreacted, but I just really really really hate people like that. And this school seems to be chock-full of them.
No, I don't think you overreacted. I know people like that and they just make me want to hit them or sth. "Too perfect" or they think so. It's simply annoying. I think you diid good. I wouldn't be that calm. Imagine Harry's sarcasm in OotP.
Kisses :-)
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Thank you for the thoughts on Mr Mwa Ha! Mr Paddy appreciates it on his behalf. ;)
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Mr Mwa Ha is supposed to be healthy and home again this Thursday. :)
*loooooove*
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*happy dance of updating joy*
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!
*LOVES back*