Sooo ... just ended the first semester of summer school ... and in my TE class the teacher was like nuts and loved me ... and it was his last time teaching ... and he just told us today ... and he had been kind of strange all semester, trying to affect our lives and all ... so now I understand why ... I have issues with control, and I don't like it when it feels like people are trying to strong arm me ... so yeah ... I also started slacking in the class because I was starting to get a little creeped out ... cuz I was like "ok your a professor" and him wanting to change me seemed superficial because he'd forget me as soon as his next class came around,so I assumed it was his own self absorbed thing ....

no ... he's just a nice sentimental guy .... ... stupid me ..

on a side note, my art professor addressed this hispanic kid as such,"well you've obviously worked in your life, because your obviously apart of the working class" ....

oh man, they shouldn't let some people teach ...

the man had also talked "jive"(the semi-racist interpretation of the Black English dialect) with some black students in the class ... I mean ... he's from Iowa so if the black students had taken him for a grain of salt it could have been humorous .. because he looked like an idiot ... but it was obvious that they were semi-offended ... so yeah ... not cool

.... also he told us the last day we were allowed to "break the rules" of our pieces ... ok I'm not taking foundation classes to display my master piece of creativity, I'm there to f-ing learn ... so if you don't want to teach but would rather just grade the work I make when I teach myself then why not have the decency to tell me at the beginning of the semester ...