Excuse me, I have to explode real quick.
1) Dear UGA,
Kiss my black ass, you sorry bastards. How is it even technologically POSSIBLE for every single computer in the entire Student Center except for the Macs to be down? Do you know how much money my parents pay you fuckers every year? Do you? Because there is no goddamn excuse for all your fucking computers to be down when we pay $14,000 for this shit every fucking year. FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT? Fuck you. You have sucked so much money out of the students that go to this school that it should be fixed by now. You have no idea how inconvenient this is to both me and students who don't have laptops. I demand that you give us two days worth of money we pay you for using your stupid facility because it is completely fucking useless. I needed to print out two Shakespeare sonnets today and now I can't because of you. Stupid sorry motherfuckers.
No love,
Kyoko
2) Dear Comparative Lit teacher,
I hate you so much for your "format" for this upcoming midterm. I hate you so much I couldn't look you in the face during the entire class period today because I was visualizing setting your head on fire and watching you run around screaming. I don't have a fucking doctorate in epic poems and yet you expect me to recognize passages from The Iliad, The Odyssesy, Oresteia, Agamemnon, Furies, and The Trial and Death of Socrates? What fucking planet do you live on where you think students can recall what has to be over 1000 pages worth of literature all for one fucking test that you only told us the format for three days before the exam? Do you know how much reading I do in a week? Do you know how much work I have during the week? Kiss my black ass you delusional crazy bitch. This was supposed to be the weekend where I get sleep but now I'm gonna have to sit up all night studying for your ridiculous midterm. Just because you're a fucking fangirl for memorizing passages doesn't give you the right to make unreasonable demands. If you had told us two weeks earlier, I wouldn't have given a shit because that would have made sense but no, you decided to spring this shit on us on a goddamn Friday. Go home and die.
No love,
Kyoko.
Needed to get that out of my system. I hate this university.