V. - I'll end up winning and I won't know why.
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Class Story Notes, 4/28:
...well, that just doesn't work at all.
Word choice, word choice, word choice.
He needn't trumpet, jeer, hoot, holler, or--ugh--INTONE ACIDLY. I realize your teachers told you that the entry for 'said' in the thesaurus was your best friend, but, well, you see---THEY WERE WRONG.
"wet dog rabies" as a euphemism for inebriation; oho, I think not.
Wouldn't have even called it trite, but you actually typed 'she forgot how to breathe'
Best R&J reference you have is "Hark, what light from yonder, and farewell sweetest"? Shakespeare rolling in grave, &c [speaking of--woman that thinks Shakespeare is over-celebrated is a teacher?; partial explanation of youth today]
female characters needn't always be as mentally deficient as they are in movies, darling; "Afraid you'll forget me" will not work at parting.
Are phrases like "wretch retching" and "flailing, failing," meant to be clever? For your sake, I hope they are just unsightly coincidences.
---you did not just compare yourself to Penelope, Jesus Christ.
emotionally pornographic.
-----and yet too vague. How did she accomplish that.
Oh Christ, just stop objectifying yourself, wank wank wank. Are you really making me read "I am your blooming peach, your un-pitted cherry, shy pale spilt milk on your spread"? Really? For all you harp on about women's rights, you're setting them back a few decades by writing this tripe.
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Fifteen pages of my life, wasted. Ye died too young; ye shall be mourned appropriately.
I wonder if they turned my classroom into a reality competition, that I could kick out a student each week. That would be gratifying, despite the fact that someone would have to win, eventually. Hm.
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Prudence, have I forgotten to mention that your problem-solving tactics leave something to be desired?
I need coffee.
---Also: to buy wine. Huzzah for social lubricants, &c. Watts and Hale--any specific requests?