I warned you I would talk about this shit hole of a class again.
Which, bu the way, it sucks.
Senior year mood is hitting hard and I don’t want to do anything more than I have to do to pass. I’m tired of killing myself over grades. I have already been accepted to multiple colleges. I’ve done well enough for that at least.
But what’s my incentive to try anymore?
I mean, honestly. I hate the class. I hate the people in the class. I just don’t want to be here. The only reason I took this damn class in the first place is because my school ran out of classes for me to take.
They literally ran out of classes.
I mean I knew we had surpassed the legal amount of students allowed in a building at one time. But good god, I didn’t realise that we were literally out of room.
Anyway. So I have to do a dating profile for my Spanish class. First off, who the hell would want to date me? Second off, as stated before, I don’t care anymore.
So, guess what I ended up doing to save myself a headache?
Google fricking translate.
That’s right. I typed in the bare minimum requirements. Plugged ’em into the powerpoint and called it a day.
Now, I just have to get through the actual presentation.