a certain amount of animosity

More of the same really.


Dear U-Albany-

I hate you. Very much so. I hope you burn to the ground so I can dance gleefully in the light from your blackened edifices. Flames of merriment will glow around me as I fiddle in your feverish heat. As Nero did with Rome, I will do to you (minus the lyre and toga of course - actually, what the hell, maybe I'll get a lyre and toga for the occasion). Atop my imaginary Quirinal Hill, through the suffocating smoke and plumes of fire, I will laugh at your miserable destruction. Your doom will be the sweet fruit of my existence. Fuck you.

Yours Truly,
Matt


So, I'm still not a big fan of this school, as one can plainly see. But, what's the recent jab that pushed me to the point to write an insulting message to an abstract and intangible entity you ask (I like to talk about things as if people are asking me questions, it makes me feel loved).

Answer: Ass-fucking professors who give me exams the day before Thanksgiving. Then, as a bonus treat, I get a homework assignment in computer science and a take home test in calculus to do over my short vacation. Why thank you. How generous. But, instead of doing that, why don't you bunch them up and proceed to obstruct your asshole with them.

Over the pasts few days, the delicious five day weekend which I've been looking forward to as a break from my inexhaustible and never ending supply of work has turned to ash in my mouth. It's like, "Hey, you just walked across the Mohave dessert. Wow. Way to go. You look thirsty. You deserve a glass of water. Here you go. It's nice and cold. Tasty? Yeah, I pissed in it. How do you like them apples?"

Alright, I admit that was a rather odd comparison but you get the idea. It's just not a nice thing to do.

It was just pointed out to me that my complaints shouldn't really be directed at the school itself but the professors here. I see a very valid point here but I'm going to completely ignore it.

Fuck this school and everybody who goes to this school (this includes me - fuck me).

--Note--
As if things aren't bad enough, it turns out the universe isn't really three dimensional. It's only pretending to be.

The Universe Is Only Pretending

It's bad enough my girlfriend fakes it (I don't actually have a girlfriend but if I was getting some I'm sure she'd have to fake it) but now I have to continue living knowing that my plain of existence has been keeping its true nature from me. God damn you universe.

--Note II--
If any faculty members perchance read my blog, you ought to know that I would never actually do nor support any physical detriment to your fine, fine establishment. I only jest. If something were to happen please don't consider me a suspect because of what I said. If I ever cause any harm to this college it will simply be through my systematic obliteration of its reputation with words. Thank you.

"Oooh!
You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day,
Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say."