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11 February 2011 06:46 pm Today seemed like an age.
At school in my journalism class, my teacher was absent and the student teacher was really unsure of what to teach us. So we did practically nothing.
At least in Health we got to watch Bolt, the Disney movie. We had to fill out a worksheet on it though, which was pretty stupid if you ask me.
There's this boy who sits in front of me in Health class, and when I pulled out my sketchbook to draw, he said something about me drawing hentai. In my mind it took a while before I registered what he was even talking about.
Him: You draw hentai, don't you.
Me: (e_e;) What?
Him: You draw hentai.
Me: ... Hentai? I don't draw stuff like that?
Him: You don't? I see hentai on the internet all the time.
Me. (In my mind: Just because it's on the internet doesn't mean I draw it. And what kind of pervert are you if you see it all the time?) No, I don't draw that.
Him: No, you must be one of those who draw hentai.
Me: (WTF?!) I. Don't. Draw. Hentai.
After that, he shut up because the movie began. Strangely, I didn't expect him to start talking all "hentai this" and "hentai that." I don't even know his name. (=_=;) I don't plan to draw hentai in the future either...
Don't you absolutely dislike it when your mom talks to you about your brother's relationship with a girl (who wants to hug you every day) while you're eating yogurt Cheerios with milk while reading the daily comics? And she expects you to give an honest answer too.
At school in my journalism class, my teacher was absent and the student teacher was really unsure of what to teach us. So we did practically nothing.
At least in Health we got to watch Bolt, the Disney movie. We had to fill out a worksheet on it though, which was pretty stupid if you ask me.
There's this boy who sits in front of me in Health class, and when I pulled out my sketchbook to draw, he said something about me drawing hentai. In my mind it took a while before I registered what he was even talking about.
Him: You draw hentai, don't you.
Me: (e_e;) What?
Him: You draw hentai.
Me: ... Hentai? I don't draw stuff like that?
Him: You don't? I see hentai on the internet all the time.
Me. (In my mind: Just because it's on the internet doesn't mean I draw it. And what kind of pervert are you if you see it all the time?) No, I don't draw that.
Him: No, you must be one of those who draw hentai.
Me: (WTF?!) I. Don't. Draw. Hentai.
After that, he shut up because the movie began. Strangely, I didn't expect him to start talking all "hentai this" and "hentai that." I don't even know his name. (=_=;) I don't plan to draw hentai in the future either...
Don't you absolutely dislike it when your mom talks to you about your brother's relationship with a girl (who wants to hug you every day) while you're eating yogurt Cheerios with milk while reading the daily comics? And she expects you to give an honest answer too.
