What are you studying anyway?
There's nothing wrong with what we're studying. It's what we're doing that's making me want to stab myself in the leg with a fork to make sure I haven't died and gone to the devil's little vacation spot. We're having to do presentations about different subjects of each of the decades of the 20th century up to the 70's and it's terrible. They must be powerpoints and they must be 10-15 minutes long each. With 34 students, it's gonna be a long ride.

It wouldn't be so bad except for the fact that the kids don't speak clearly, there's always something wrong with their power point, the teacher is really old and likes to keep the room at a steady 85 degrees, and it smells like BO in there every day.

Even the teacher can't stay awake during these presentations. I'm not even kidding. He's fallen asleep twice already and we're only half-way through the 20's. -_-