Dr. Asshole taught me for a grand total of 6 classes during my undergraduate career. And he seemed to like me up until the last semester of my undergraduate career. Maybe I was slightly confrontational, but when Dr. Asshole solved a mathematical problem completely wrong, I believed that he should be corrected, especially since this problem was on a test. And that’s what I did. He swore up and down that his answer was correct, even though there was absolutely no way that he was. So I proved him wrong, and ever since then things were no bueno.
Dr. Asshole started having random outbursts. He yelled at me when I asked questions. He yelled at me when I left class to answer an emergency phone call (for the first time ever, I might add). He yelled at me for texting in class when clearly I was trying to set up a tape recorder. He hovered over me during tests as if I was cheating, etc. etc.
I talked to the Dean of my school and the Department Head of my program about his unprofessional behavior. After this, he informed the class that irregardless of complaints, he would have the final say in whatever grade a student would receive. The grade I received on my transcript appears to be his vile way of “keeping his word.”
I did not know that Dr. Asshole was willing to carry his personal vendettas beyond the classroom and into my permanent records. I have received an “A” on all of my assignments/tests in the class and when I saw that he gave me something less than that I immediately contested it. This man single-handedly ruined my 4.0 undergraduate GPA.
The grade is not fixed as of yet. It is only the beginning of a very long process. I am very glad that I have documentation of previous complaints to those higher up the school-authority ladder. And luckily for me, this is not the first time he has been accused of this. This professor has a history of being an asshole. And I hope he gets fired.
Edited to add: Just found out that Dr. Asshole gave everyone in the class the same exact grade. Which means he is basically screwed since the class is based on curved grades.
I’m done with my undergraduate career! Obviously my college career is far from over (and yes I am currently listening to Drake’s song “Over” hence the title). I’m beyond happy. No more roommate. No more Dr. Asshole (more on that later). What have I been doing with myself since that momentous day?
Well I was suppose to go to Seoul, South Korea but due to financial issues I went to New York City instead. It was my first time going and I came with really high expectations. I lived in Seoul less than 3 years ago, and thought NYC would blow Seoul out of the water. It did not. Seoul is definitely more high tech and more crowded. I found NYC to be a watered down, less stressful, less busy Seoul and I loved that. I could see myself living there. I hated every day I lived in Seoul.
Even though I hated living in Seoul it is definitely a place I’d recommend visiting.There are a few things I miss about Seoul. One of these things is Red Mango, a Korean frozen yogurt place where you can put on an assortment of toppings. Luckily for me New York was swimming in Red Mango’s (and so is the city I’m moving too!!) I couldn’t resist going. It had been exactly 3 years 3 months and 12 days since I last consumed Red Mango. But who’s counting? And no I’m not crazy for remembering the exact date. It is really that good, and just maybe the last time I consumed red mango was on a birthday thank you very much.
I also went to the Museum of Modern Arts. Awesome. I especially liked the 6th floor filled with real-live-naked-people art! But in order to not offend people I will share this interesting thingy that really caught my attention.
I have more to share about my NYC trip but this post is getting long so I’m going to publish this and not bore you guys with my words 
I know exactly when things went downhill. About a month into the school year I got into an argument with Suzie (hypothetical name) who happened to be friends with my roommate as well. Admittedly, the argument was my fault, but it really did not directly concern my roommate. After I worked things out with Suzie, Suzie told my roommate about the argument we had. And that’s when all hell broke lose.
My roommate would do things to intentionally anger me. She went to bed angry, she woke up angry. She slammed the doors, she had the TV blaring when I was asleep, she didn’t speak to me, she would talk about me on the phone with me in the room, and she exploded when I woke up within 15 minutes of her (when clearly we had early classes at the same time). Just lovely, huh?
After a few days passed and she appeared to have calmed down, I confronted her about the incident and asked if she had a problem with me. She said she had a problem a few days prior, but she was over it now. After that incident things were still shaky. Of course they were, how can you befriend somebody after all that?Well after a few more months of not really talking I told her that we really need to start getting to know each other and talking more. She agreed. Unfortunately, that lasted all but a day or two.
Ever since then things have been on the gradual decline. She’s still angry at me for God only knows what reason(s). And now I’m angry at her for making my living conditions miserable. Luckily for me she is not in the room much. But when I enter the room she promptly leaves the minute I do. She talks to my friends about how she “hates being in my presence” and only states petty reasons for doing so. When she has a problem with me she writes it down on a piece of paper instead of saying it to my face (i.e. “you spilled milk in the fridge. Mold is bad.”) How hard is it to say something that simple to someone’s face?
I know she is not that horrible of a roommate. She respects my stuff and she does not steal, which is honestly something I am most grateful for in this whole ordeal. I do the same. Stealing isn’t my thing, and although disrespecting/vandalizing her stuff is mighty tempting, I will not sink so low. Yet, I can’t think of ever disliking a person as much as I dislike her. “Hate” is also a word that comes to mind but I will not let someone like that control such a strong emotion, especially when they do not deserve it.
I’m done ranting here. Graduation is right around the corner, and people like her make me so greatful that I’m moving on to bigger and better things.
What I saw today while looking at bikes in a store
Boy: Dad! I want a skateboard *points at selection*
Dad: You already know the answer
*boy picks up skateboard, places on ground*
Dad: Me and mom already said no
*boy tries out skateboard, goes about half an inch*
BAM!
*falls on face*
Dad: See that’s why you don’t have one
I may or may not have proceeded to burst out laughing.
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