My name is Samantha.
I'm a visual arts student and an INTP.
At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.
So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.
SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.
She refused to fix my grade.
In the end, she shit herself on stage.
I didn’t regret it.
aries: short-tempered kind-hearted babies
taurus: stubborn knucklehead cuties who are nice to everyone
gemini: intelligent blabber-mouths w a great sense of humor
cancer: over-emotional compassionate lil cupcakes
leo: melodramatic fun-loving fucks
virgo: creative whiny pissbabies who are intellectually stimulating
libra: ditsy carefree pacifist qts
scorpio: intensely emotional secretive bad bitches
sagittarius: honest philosophical travel-agents who don't give a fuck
capricorn: organized self-driven sarcastic dickheads
aquarius: extroverted detached open-minded freaks
pisces: sensitive lazyasses who are ideological + creatively stimulating
I saw someone fly backwards off a treadmill today and I was laughing so hard I fell off the crosstrainer which made the girl next to me laugh so hard that she slipped off hers and it was 7:30 in the morning and there were just 3 of us sitting on the floor of the gym crying with laughter and in varying degrees of pain