She's a Fleeting Fox

I'm getting very, very annoyed by this substitute in Art class right now. She keeps walking around and around and around my table. It's making me very dizzy. Stop looking at what I'm doing. We don't need to you watch around with your invisible whip, trying to catch someone "doing something wrong." This is fucking art class, for Christs sake. LET US DO WHAT THE FUCK WE WANT! Even Mrs. Hauff doesn't really care what we do. I can handle her stupid rules of not using headphones, listening to music, or texting, but at least she doesn't walk around the room every fucking minute. Is this bitch trying to get exercise? Go to a fucking gym. Walk around the hallway. Go somewhere else, please. Her bright colored shirt too is giving me a huge headache. I can't take it.




Please, let me go to AP. Please be 12:30 already!














She isn't even saying anything--that's the most annoying part. She's such a shitty substitute. I really hope next period trips her or something so she can't walk. I know that sounds so mean, and I'm sorry for writing it, but I just want her to stop. She's sitting for the moment, but will probably start walking around really soon. She can stare at my fucking computer all she wants. Shit, if she's gonna keep staring at it, I'm going to open a Pages document and type out some shit in really big font--hoping that she takes the damn hint.


I like the other substitute better.