So I've been obsessing about my online class, as is my OCD way. You kind of have to be obsessive about online classes though because they require a lot of time. So the obsession is good, I guess. But all of my friends, and my mother, separately, have heard (or seen, as the case may be) my diatribe about how stupid my classmates are and how much it pisses me off. Their answers are inadequate, they are just paraphrasing the book, how am I supposed to respond to these idiots, etc.
I realized that I am being an intellectual snob, again. Just like the first time around when (some) people thought I was a condescending bitch. I kind of am sometimes. But the snobbery partly just is, and partly is a coping mechanism. I've talked about this before, but I feel like I have to build this tower of smartness that I can sit at the top of and watch everyone else scurrying about below me. Does that awful analogy make sense? I have this terrible perfectionist bent that I have not, as of yet, been able to rid myself of.
Also, I have to deal with idiots (not necessarily idiots, some are confused, some are undereducated, some have learning disabilities, but I'm peaches-and-cream to all of them, even the shitty unappreciative ones) all day at work. I would enjoy it if my classes were populated by halfway-intellegent people. Alas, this is TCC. It is a little too much to hope for. My ASL 2 class is fine. All girls. They're all nice enough. We're having a study group on Sunday at Panera. Emily might show up and surprise everyone.
Anyway... I'm an elitist. I can't really help it. Lucky for me all my friends are too.
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Hey, you snobby elitist! Let's go see Dalai Lama Renaissance on Sunday, solve all the world's problems, then go drink until we can't feel feelings anymore!
Because we're better than everyone else.
I just wanted to see you not chasing the straight girls that may or may not be chasing you.
But the elitist plan sounds kind of fun.
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