And, onto that fun times bandwagon fell some of the worst speakers AND writers of my class who insisted that they can write better than I can.

Maybe they're right. After last night, and the few hours before that I spent threatening to neuter my printer, I ended up with a blaring migraine that kept me awake til about 4am.

And, now, I have to write a paper for my other class that I don't even have the slightest motivation to do. Why? Because apparently *I* write like an 8th grader.

*sighs*

I wouldn't mind the criticism if, say, he wasn't being such a gi-normous asshole about it all. "Mrs. Her-Story, I have to say that THIS was the MOST painful paper to read."

Apparently he wasn't paying attention to the CARTER paper...

After the first hour, I just kept nodding my head and wishing that God would smite my campus... more specifically, my professor. Let's just put it this way, I wouldn't cry if he, say, was run over by a mini Cooper and dragged for 3 states.

Needless to say, that was one GIGANTIC blow to my ego. What makes things worse is that my advisor thinks I'm one of the better writers in the department. And, my friend, J-boy, who jumped on the "berate her-story bandwagon" is STILL reeling from the whole, "her-story writers better than YOU" comment that my advisor said to him a few weeks ago.

I disagree. I don't think I'm a great writer, but I think I have a topic that's worth writing about. However (oh by the way, I was told by Prof. Weasle AND one of the jock-history teachers that starting a sentence with "However" is grammatically incorrect... yet, I continue to do it... maybe it's because I don't give a shit what they say), Prof. Weasle thinks that women's history is a load of bunk.

Thank GOD three people jumped to my defense last night. If not, I think I would've died three thousand four hundred and twenty-two deaths... But, I kept my composure, tried to make a few retardedly OBVIOUS jokes, and tried to keep my emotions in check. It isn't easy being told you suck in front of your peers. I don't think its easy to be told that in general.

However... enter in the age of "Her-Story: She Sucketh Mucheth."