Soon I’ll be 20 years old and no longer a teen, I’d have lived 20 wonderful summers and winters, accompanied by old friendships, new ones, family, music, excess, and of course a whole lot of attitude. I really don’t want to turn twenty; it’s going to make me feel things I don’t want: old, mature, experimented etc.
Today was actually one of those days, when good things happened. Remember the teacher I really bitched about the other day? You know the fascist, well, it turns out, I’m not half bad writing in Spanish, according to her, she’s a bit variable and unstable, she really needs to make up her mind, do I suck, or don’t I?
In either case, I wasn’t present when she said she loved my critical review, since I had gone for coffee, to study for the Public Opinion and Propaganda exam (yes, I now I said I wouldn’t), but I can’t afford to fuck up in that class.
By the way, hahaha, yesterday I took the “Complete control of English Exam” I laughed right through it, it’s quite pathetic and disturbing: “the best and most prestigious college in Latin America” could perform an exam like that, it was designed for total and complete incompetents. I snickered so hard, the examinee threatened to have me expelled or suspended from the UNAM based on the 87th article in the organic college law, due to inappropriate behavior, I didn’t want to argue, but it was still quite funny.
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