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((*glee!* S'all good. I just need some good rpness right now before dinner and anime due to the sheer BULLSHIT levels that have sky rocketed in my english class. We're talking major 'OOC rant dwarves story post' levels here. RAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGGGG!!!!!! D8< ))

"At least your worrying is adorable." Van teased as he crawled under the blankets they'd brought.

((*inhales* Allow me to start from the beginning. My english class, english 1b is actually a 'test class'. The professor has the whole thing focused around food and most assignments consisting of a blog post where we actually had to make a wordpress blog and what not. Up until two weeks ago (last week was spring break), her assignments were vague, gave us little to no idea what the flying ******** we were supposed to do, and she gave us no feedback whatsoever despite saying twice that she would with no payout. Then came the visual essay. The visual essay was basically an essay that made use of more imagery than words. She proceeded to show us three entirely different examples with three entirely different topics and basically said "Do something like that." No one was terribly clear on it all, but we really just scratched our heads and said "Well, alright..." The class proceeded to focus more on everything related to food stuff and less on writing (think a ratio of about 95-5) but we were okay. And then there was the food preparation essay. A 1500 word essay with just those three words to go on for the assignment. Vague as all ********, no one knew what the flying ******** to write about, and I was one of the few people that managed to pad out enough to reach the word count. I even wound up coining the term 'paddingraph' when I needed a solid paragraph of padding. The class it was due, everyone was, needless to say, pissed the ******** off, but that period turned out to be nothing but the professor saying "I ******** up, but things will be different after spring break. Forget about that craptastic essay and everything will be better." Whelp, it's after spring break and it's no better. Not only has the professor become a hypocrite ("Hey, you know that essay we all agreed to forget about? Let's peer review it today! 8D"), but she also has failed to realize that the class does not need a hardass in charge ("Oh, and you won't get any points if you do a crappy peer review. And you can't even come to class if you don't bring any food next week." Note: I'm totally serious about that last bit.), but we need STRUCTURE and FEEDBACK which she has failed to supply.
In short: MY PROFESSOR ******** SUCKS.))

"Lord help us all if you didn't have me to calm you down." Van teased again, patting the space next to him for Mala to come join him, with a small bundle of blankets nearby for Anise to sleep in.

((I pray for the sake of future students that this supposed "test class" bombs horribly.And I almost, almost, almost feel the slightest miniscule bit bad for her because she's a cool person, just a ******** awful teacher who doesn't know when things are going south. Bonus points when my mom agrees that she sucks.

Oh, and she has this retarded idea that every single one of us has our own special opinions on food that we'll have to turn into a 6000 word goddamn research paper at the end of the semester. ))

Van snuggled up happily with Mala, glad that all that was left was track down the one point on the planet with a truck load of magic and beat up Atius. Again.

((Sorry for the slow post there, some friends showed up as a brief distraction. Now I must depart to dine and distract myself with crazy plots, a bunch of people doing random things in Ikebukuro with two major badasses, shoujo anime with idiots that refuse to get together 'til season 2 and overly convoluted love geometry, a ******** horror series that brings up imagery just to ******** with your head, and a horror series that has the most hilariously epic death faces to ever be animated.))