Today I was rendered (and for the first time) speechless.

It seemed like a normal day in the begining, the department was quiet as everybody was busy at their desk, working on grades, calculating and re-calculating to be safe… I happened to be using a pencil.

So when I was done, I raised my head and asked “Does anybody have an eraser? I’m done blue-ing the grades, I just need to erase the pencil marks.“… and the eldest teacher in the department, almost approaching 60 says that she has one.

As I’m getting up to go to her, to go get the eraser myself, to show that I respect her elderly self and that she didn’t have to come all the way over to my desk…

She throws the eraser at me… AT ME.

I was speechless… nothing to say… In my head, I was like “What the f*ck is wrong with you!?!“… but I guess I’m too respectable or something like that?

Oh, and what annoyed me more was all the other teachers’ reactions! They laughed! One of them said “a7san!”… What did I ever do to you? And you can’t see that the oldest one here is the most immature?

All I could say was “I was coming to get it myself! Didn’t you see me get up?!”
Her reply? “You weren’t supposed to get up, you could’ve just raised your hands up and caught it!”

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!

I’m the type of person that doesn’t tolerate stupidity or immaturity, that’s why I teach high school kids, they already have a sufficient language bank and they have a good enough level of maturity, not completely dumb in english and not completely childish… So I know what to expect basically… But to have the TEACHERS act that way was shocking!

I don’t think I forgot a single blogger/friend/relative that I haven’t smsed! I wanted to know what the true reaction anybody else would give, and almost all of them were “wtf?!”s…

As DR and Yara said, it’s sad that these people are supposed to be the teachers of the future generation, “Murabiyat Al-Mustaqbal“…

Ok, so I’ve heard of this Honesty Box thing… I’ve seen it on Zia, Shayouma and Speedo’s blogs and some other bloggers have done it too…

An Honesty Box is where you post points, each is dedicated to a specific person (or group), and you just get to get things off your chest… No need to post who this is for or why, just blurt it out and get it over with…

Here’s my list, and it couldn’t come at a better time… I’m in quite a rant-ish mood and these are things I’d never say to the person’s face…

more…

I won’t repeat myself and tell you how my routine is everyday (school, corrections, corrections, corrections… etc.), I’ll just summarize how I feel with a gif and a song…

You know, if you look at it long enough and imagine all the people who’re pissing u off, it actually starts to feel good… 

Here’s a dedication to all the people who’re pissing me off… B.B. King’s “Boom Boom Boom (Gonna Shoot You Right Down)” feat. John Lee Hooker…

P.S. To all the people who’re visiting my blog for the first time and think that this is a pre-Columbine post, you’re very mistaken… I don’t even own a gun *innocent smile*

Yes, I am blogging to avoid correcting… But this damned song is stuck to my head!

Great childhood memories but I feel like stabbing someone in the eye repeatedly with a pepsi bottle.

Painful, you say?

Well, it’s better than having it shoved up your bum by theives before they steal your buffalos, right?

Thought so.

Ok, no more reading weirdo blogs and remembering old Algerian songs! I need to go finish corrections, damn it!!!

I’ve just come back from a wedding and I’m really tired… I’ve been awake since 6:00 AM and I’m just posting this cos it seems like pure midnight genius…

Applying make-up to your face is exactly like getting drunk…
By: Swair

… Allah yaster!

In the beginning… The whole evening-out-to-a-wedding part, you apply make-up and you’re happy like “Ooooh, mascara to make my eyes look bigger! Ooooh, lemme try cat eyes!! Oh oh oh! and this eyeshadow matches the dress i’m wearing!”

And instead of seeing people as very very beautiful creatures, you end up being one of those beautiful creatures…

Then by the end of the night you’re too tired to come into any contact with water… you want to, but no, God no! and you regret putting on the make-up in the first place… But of course, the excuse is: It was an occasion! I couldn’t help it! Everybody else is doing it!

Then you end up thinking that posting posts like this is pure genius…

*Yawns*

Good night. *tips her tophat*

*takes the top hat off and looks at it*

Wow, where’d I get this from?

One last point, you end up having things and you don’t exactly remember their source… I have an extra lipstick in my bag… wtf?