Ok so im in discreet math and the teacher is a senile old fart who forgets what he was just talking about and stares at the board. The subject matter is even worse there are more greek letters and variables in the problems than actual numbers :/

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A life drawing class.

Taught by an insane Iranian man who didn't seem to have a firm grasp of the English language, the concepts of deadlines and personal space, and bathing.

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lol. ffffff I dunno if I've ever had a really senile teacher.

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Oh man. My econ teacher last semester was from Turkey and I could never understand what she was saying. I always fell asleep ha ha ha.

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ugh, here you couldn't even fall asleep because he'd hover RIGHT OVER YOU AND BREATHE HEAVILY INTO YOUR EAR.

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DONT GET ONE HE FORGETS TO GIVE QUIZZES THEN ASKS WHY WE DIDNT TURN ANY IN

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LOLLLLLLLL


That seems like it would be kind of funny though.

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oh godddd that is so creepy.

Yeah I hate when people don't know personal space boundaries grossss.

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ugh.

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