Celebrate Teacher's Day, like only i can

This post is dedicated to all the insipid and big-mouthed fatsos who ever taught me, if you happen to be one of them, pls dont read any more. But if you are a regular reader (i have a few now), pls 'follow the leader'. This week, the first day, was of course Teacher's day , all the more significant as this is the only day which doesnt guarantee a holiday and in all fairness, should, because the loser teacher's have to go and rant bout how useless their students are.

If any of you are teacher's im sorry, but im sure u haven't ever taught me. If u have, consider this a personal opinion, u can have urs on ur blog. I read a teacher's blog, very soulful and insightful, beautifully written, but alas, she teaches in a different college!!!!!!

Anyways, back to business, so on the monday, i had the usual 4 lectures and during the 2nd, a dear frd of mine suggested to the idiot who was teaching us, that we would celebrate teacher's day in the 3rd and 4th lecture. (Believe it or not, she teaches 7 hrs for a theory subject a week, which wont have more than 4 hrs by the univ. rules and these losers have to attend all of them, and so DO i, becos of the shitty rules of the university). So she says, that all of us had to prepare something for her, a song or something like that. And predictably enough, the gang that had predicted this disappears in the next class and unfortunate people like yours truly had to bear 'item songs' being hummed by people as the stupid ass laughed and joked her way to glory, much like Govinda used to do Chappad Phaad Ke.

I was sitting in the second row and was asked to sing a song, since she owes me some marks, i shut up and told her that singing ain't my fortay. She somehow understood and baton was passed on to some 1 else. Not that i couldn't think of a song, i had the lyrics memorized and all, the song was of course by my favorite band, Rage Against the Machine, called Killing in the name . No my teacher dont work for KKK, and i dont think she's a cop, though im not sure, my dedication to her and my classmates is what follows. first. to my illustrious classmates....

And now you do what they told you
And now you do what they told you
And now you do what they told you
And now you do what they told you
Are u under control?
And now you do what they told you
Are u under control??

they go on and, now for my dedication to the teacher, in a perfect world i would get up on the table and raise both middle fingers to make her believe that she's no. 1.
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me

If you think i sound like the whining Edward Norton from American History X , though with a completely different sense, think you may be right. But my point here is that she should know her standing and get the f out of class when the time is ripe and that i shouldn't waste my print/blog space on her. And if u wana knw which college she graduated from, it was none other than my own!!!! Another one of the 'Illustrious graduates' from my college uses expressions like details being 'Fed Up' into a computer. I just got 'fed up' with his class, i must say. And i have had too many people giving me gyaan on how teacher's are god's own men/women, what crap!!!!! Im sure there is trouble in paradise, if that is true. And if u wana read more about teacher's you can go here

I dont hate any teachers, i repeat. Just my thoughts on the people i have to put up with........