Sunday, August 06, 2006
i was just browsing through pictures in my computer, with the intention of sorting them out. the keyword being intention because everything in the computer is in a mess. folders are full of subfolders which then have sub sub folders and then it gets too complicated. but anyhow, i came across pictures frommy jc exam paper from last year and i just thought i should share it with you. i will share the actual essay later on, because im feeling rather energetic and my fingers are in a rage to type it all out. well now i find there a need to defend myself in this bashing the teacher has taken upon me and my drawing. i'd finished my essay early and the teacher was like using his laptop ( which made him the subject of a bad porno joke later) so i decided to draw my favourite comic book hero. well he doesnt really exist but anyway. i think it was rather nice, no?
 and the teacher, taking the law into his own hands decided to bash this drawing and create a character of his own. i mean cmon pffwoaar what is that?? it looks like some kinda i dont know what, but just pathetic. and dude i dont even know what hes saying?? what do you mean its "D for da stickman" and that your going to "beat my character to death for D". okay so obviously D is like some high being and this is his minion. kinda like zordon and the power rangers. but please beat rocket man to death?? with that thing? he even had the cheek to come and tell me that my character was bad because it didnt have legs. and that he wouldnt be able to move around. and i just felt like saying "DUDE!! its rocket man. he FLIES!! he doesnt need legs." what about yours? it doesnt even have arms for gods sake. and whats that piece of crap coming outta his right cheek? i only have one thing to say teacher person. "how dare you draw caricatures while marking scripts? too much time is it? goverment pay you too much money is it? not enough work to do is it? har?" geez.  i managed to pass the exam anyway. so neh.
James Barr at 8:09 AM
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