I have come to realize that I cannot be happy or satisfied with everything in life, and this is fine. I understand this. And I do understand the fact that the entirety of the rest of my schooling career will consist of Liberals, this is OK. But I’m still going to make an exception….
English can be fun, really, I mean it…. I mean reading excellent literature and then analyzing it in class can be really enjoyable. I’m not taking and English class this year though, you see, I’m take the course entitled, Have Ms. Hell Read You Books and See What She Thinks class. Who messed this up in guidance? Honestly though, today during class, while we were answering analytical questions out loud in class, I raised my hand and brought up a point I deemed worth hearing. But no, you see, the introduction to my point was wrong; therefore I was not allowed to finish. You see, Ms. Hell would like to know she knew what she was talking about, she’d probably like a husband too, but I don’t think anyone could put up with her.
Oh, and don’t get me started on the public school’s necessity to cover “Black Literature.” Tell me, Ms. Hell , when are we going to start reading Ukrainian literature, oh wait… you have to have a different skin color other than white to be a required read in the classroom…



