Everyone says I hate you. Because it’s true. UPDATE*
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
4:20 p.m. (hehe)
1. I just overheard your conversation. You think you’ll get your doctorates degree? I’m sorry, your “Doctorates” degree? It’s not a “doctorates” degree, it’s a Doctorate, or PhD, you ignorant, clueless jizzbucket. Even if you meant “doctorate’s” degree, you’re still a fucking retard. No one says that, brush up on the slang. And just like that, you’re going to take the LSAT and get three letters of recommendation from lawyers? Really? From lawyers? Do these lawyers know you? Did you catch any of them trying to gang rape a 13-year-old girl from myspace? A 13-year-old BOY from myspace? Because if you are as dumb on paper as you seem in person, I can’t see any lawyer in his/her right mind writing you a recommendation letter unless you have dirt on them. *UPDATE: Also, I just discovered that you don’t even have a bachelor’s degree. How the fuck are you going to get a doctorate if you didn’t even graduate college? Are you truly that clueless as to believe it’s really that easy? Your ignorance is totally offensive. You’re dead to me.
In addition, I hope you realize that it takes more than just test scores and letters to get your “doctorates” degree. Even if you DO manage to pass the LSAT, blackmail these hapless lawyers into recommending you to such a rigorous curriculum as Law, and actually make it through the program, you will probably have to write and defend a dissertation for your PhD, which means you are interviewed by a panel of school faculty. Do you really think they will award you a PhD as you bumble through the interview and submit your thinly researched argument? Doubtful.
I don’t begrudge anyone the chance to advance themselves. But if you want to come off like a pompous asshole who thinks he’s better than everyone, dust off some books and study up. Because when you say things like “I’m not smarter than everyone, I’m just smarter than the average person,” you’d better be able to back that shit up. Right now, I don’t see that happening. I’m smart, and I’m not even THAT smart. But I’m smarter than you, even if you are better in math. You’re a suckass, and shouldn’t be given the right to speak. Smoke more weed. Seriously.
2. Do you shower before you come into work? If you say yes, I know you’re lying. Shower-ers also brush their hair and wash their faces, and wear undershirts so we don’t have to see their tiny man-nipples every time they decide to get with the program and wear a collared shirt. Maybe showering is irrelevant to all of the above, but it would be a nice start. Smoke more weed. Seriously.
3. The fact that you piss me off to the extent that I must vent about your stupidity and sheer ignorance just infuriates me even further. I have now wasted valuable time and energy that should have been spent on furthering my OWN educational pursuits, not degrading yours. I should smoke more weed. Seriously.
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