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I'm in a really bad mood today. What happened was that we had an essay contest sponsored by the Japan Foundation. Our translation teacher was the convenor in our university. None of us really wanted to write, so none of us took part.
Bad move.
Today she came, and asked for the sheets. Silence.
Well, she got pissed and asked who was participating. Silence.
Now she got REALLY mad, and started pointing out particular people, yours truly among them. Then began a non-stop fifteen-minute tirade of the most vicious sarcasm I have ever seen. She spared none of us; everyone got their earful of shit. We were half begging for mercy, half raging in anger after that.
But the worse thing was that the teacher actually sulked for the remaining 35 minutes of the class. It really got my goat, it was so embarassingly disturbing. God.
After the class was over, everybody starts bitching on me. "Why the fuck didn't you write?" Now totally angry, I let them have it. I don't them how many of them I destroyed but I know that I must have hurt many of them. Now I'm really confused, and the weekend ain't really helping.
What a pain.
