DISCLAIMER: There are no pictures this week, which makes me sad cuz that's my favorite. I didn't really know how to depict this, and everything I could think of just seemed racist....
Hey folks. Did you guys ever have a creep? Of course you did. You know that guy/gal who stared relentlessly at you, and made you feel like you needed an adult? I think most of us go through something like this eventually, so if you haven't had your creep, don't worry you will get one!
So there is this guy in my Statistics class who creeps on me all the time. It's incredibly annoying, and he is very blatant about it. Most of the things he does are just incredibly annoying over all. He is just the kind of person who gets under my skin.
Firstly, he laughs at EVERYTHING. And, when I say laugh, I mean he just belly laughs and has a good time. The joke wont even be funny, and he is practically on the ground. Now, before you all go "Wow you're a really big bitch", I don't give two shits if he laughs. Good for you, Sir. I'm glad you think every damn thing is so funny, that you're seconds away from peeing your pants. I only wish to be that joyous and positive. What gets me is that he STARES at me while he's laughing. It's like he is inviting me to laugh at the joke, which isn't funny. Fuck me, he just stares. I almost half expect him to get up and shake me so I'll laugh my ass off too. At that point I would be karate chopping his neck, so I'm glad he doesn't go to the extreme.
Broham is always late! I mean, everyday, and even late to the tests. You would think that this being an accelerated semester that you would do what you could to get there one time, but he is always the last one to 'gangsta' walk' into the class.
He is never prepared. I mean never. Our instructor even let him borrow her book for the month, and he NEVER brings it to class. I know that most classes I take do not require me to buy a book, and use it religiously, but this is math. Every math class I have ever had to take require that we use the book on an almost daily basis. He even leans over close to my desk when the instructor prompts us to get our books out. HE DOESN'T EVEN ASK! Home boy just gets all up in my personal space, practically on top of me he's leaning so hard for one problem in the book. How do we solve this? Be responsible, and bring you shit like everyone else, dude. He never brings a calculator either. Again, math requires a calculator on a daily basis. Plain and simple.
He drives me nuts just sitting around not doing jack shit. Why even take the class, if you're not going to do anything? Why waste your money? Why?
So, now that I've built this guy up for you, let me get to the fun part of the story.
In class, our lovely teacher told us to turn to a certain page and also said "If you do not have your book with you, get a partner." GUESS WHO WAS MY DAMN PARTNER?! Anyway, he scooted his desk over, after asking me if he could share my book. I am glad that he asked this time. I was thinking he could be turning over a new leaf.
You know. There are reasons why I am fairly pessimistic, and this kid is one of those reasons. Immediately he starts asking me how I'm doing in the class, and mentioning how bad his test grades are. Of course I'm thinking, "No duh, dip-shit. You never do anything while you're here." So then he asks me something I hoped he would never ask me. He wants to do a study date... Oh Dear Lord help me....
I immediately start trying to keep this from happening by mentioning that I have a class after this (Which technically I do, but it's 3 hours after stats. He doesn't have to know that shit, though.), but he just counters with, "It can be any time after". He doesn't care. He then asks me if I work, and I tell him I do, because I do. Then I mention that it's full time, and I'm very busy. He counters with the same thing. As a side note... On days I work and go to school. I am up and out of my house for 18+ hours. I don't have time. Ever.
Ugh, then he starts prying in to my life. "Where do you work?" "When do you get off?" "Are you familiar with TTU campus?" Anyway, it was just really annoying and pushy. Now, if he didn't already creep me out, and was trying all the he could do to try and pass this class I might just have some empathy. I could understand that, because that's what I'm doing. He's not doing what he should be doing, and you would think that he would change up his game in order to help himself out. That, and if you push me I will push you back. Don't ask me about my whole life. That's weird. I don't know you, and I'm not going to tell you all my personal business in one conversation. You don't even know my name.
To conclude this awkward shit.... I just stopped talking. Hahaha it's probably not fool proof, but it helped me in my time of need. I litereally just stopped talking at all what-so-ever. Then, eventually, he just scooted his desk back, because he wasn't working at all. He was just trying to get me alone. I should have screamed "I love my boyfriend!" That probably would have scared the shit out of him, while giving him some important information at the same time. I'm not interested.
Anyway, the moral of the story is... If you want me to pity you, at least be prepared and fucking pretend like you're trying. I don't feel bad for people who fuck around on their phone for the entire length of class and them make 50's on the test. Grow up. This is life. It doesn't wait for you to catch up.
Moral #2: I love my boyfriend. I'm not interested in what you're selling. I get it fo' free. Also, he's hot.... :)
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