Ah...fresh, new classes. I don't think Math will be too hard but French on the other hand...I've forgotten basically everything we learned last year. The teacher is exactly the same--she spent 40 minutes plus on the course outline, gave the same first day lectures, rabmbled about nothing, and called us "people" more times than I could count. That class/she is an absolute joke.
I love how my dad complains about having so much work and never as time to do anything. If he wouldn't download internet porn all day then he might have some free time. It is fucking disgusting. It has been going on for a long, long time. When I was on our family computer, the one he uses, I would find it all the time, like by saving a picture in IE or opening an image in Photoshop. It was creepy, appalling and barf-worthy ESPECIALLY on the damn family computer. So I would delete every picture I found, how proud of felt. But then I would just discover new ones. Just a couple of minutes ago I was in there when he opened an image in Photoshop and the folder that was open was low and behold, porn. I wouldn't have noticed except for the "preview image" option was clicked. He changed folders quickly and was silent. I didn't say anything in the midst of my absolute revolt and disgust. It is just fucking sick. I don't want to think of him in that light. I am so glad I have my own computer *shudders*.
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