Oh, my hippie teacher. He is so adorable, isn’t he? I just love that smiley face at the end of what he wrote on the board. “Be there or die. :’)”
And he wore his “Hippie Chips” shirt today, too.
Love this class.
Even if I have no friends in it, hah. I tried making friends with the bookworm sitting next to me, but I’m pretty sure she hates me now. Don’t look at me like that, I didn’t do shit! She’s always studying, always taking notes, always listening. And me? I fall asleep during class, listen to music while the teacher is talking, and totally write TF2/ L4D2 porn when I’m supposed to be doing Logic problems. And guess who has the higher grade? That’s right— I have a B and she has a D.
Yeah, pretty sure she doesn’t like me.
