okay so we were learning dis shit and i just couldn’t concentrate. my mind was centered on the fact that i got accepted just last night to the college that i really wanted to go to. so uh, basically, i didn’t really learn anything—i just copied stuff that was on the board. lol. the teacher called on someone to answer the fucking 20th example question and they got it wrong so she called on me and i was like, “i don’t know” (mind you that this was the first time that i said, “i don’t know” in a math class so i was probably about to cry because i’m never confused in math) so dis bitch just put me on the spot for like three minutes, asking questions that i didn’t know answers to. ANDDDDDDDD the white boy that sits next to me just kept on staring at me and shit during those three minutes cause i didn’t understand this and i just wanted to be like, “WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, BITCH? WHAT? AM I DUMB? ‘SCUSE ME, BUT I GET FUCKING 90S IN THIS CLASS WHILE YOU GET 40S ON EVERY DAMN TEST. YOU ARE SO DUMB, YOU ARE REALLY DUMB. 4REAL.”
that boy looks so dumb with his dumbass cowboy boots and his dumbass country fuckin accent. and let’s not forget his height, guys. this dude probably isn’t much taller than me, and i’m 5’2. oh and he always talks about hunting and fucking fishing. and he is really dumb. SRSLY WHO GETS 50S AND 40S IN A REGULAR MATH CLASS.