I am currently in my french class and I do not want to be here whatsoever. It's so difficult for me to pay attention as of now because I have the idea in the back of my head that I could be doing something better with my time. Instead, I am sitting here confused and BORED. I mean absolutely No offense to my teacher because she is one of the kindest teachers ever and I love her. But for some reason, the way she explains things sort of confuses me. It's not like the textbook helps because whatever assignments we do in the textbook BARELY relates to the things we do in class. Like they talk about the same topics we do (kinda) but the assignments are on another level than what the teacher teaches. Every time she tells us to discuss an activity in groups i have the urge to roll my eyes and refuse to say a word. We started exactly 24 minutes ago and I am already looking at the time and ready to leave. I think I'm gonna go to my favorite coffee shop after this class, not to buy coffee, but to be in an ambience I actually enjoy being in. I have homework to do ma'am. I want to leave. I would leave if I could. But I love my teacher so much, I don't wanna offend her. So here we are, writing a blog in the middle of class waiting for time to pass by. I would do a crossword, but I already did that in my first class. I'm looking around to see if anyone else is as bored as I am but everyone is paying attention and taking notes. I respect that. Welcome to college I guess (I say that as if i haven't been in college for 2 years). I accidentally ranted to my friend about how much I hate this class, sorry Nick. But nevertheless, we have 45 minutes left in this class and I am debating whether I should take notes, or open another crossword puzzle. Can you guess which one I'll end up doing? yeah, me too. yippie kai yay mother trucker
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