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SHUT UP!


To be honest....

There is nothing I hate more than a babbling teacher.

Blah, blah, blah, and blab, blab, blab

Teach, woman, TEACH!

Just as you do not get paid to babysit me

I definitely do not get paid to sit here and listen to you talk about your life!

I want to learn the quantum mechanical theory and aufbau principle

NOT about the why you decided to change your majors in college!

 

*sigh* Look, lady, I am just trying to pass your class, so I can get out of here...

Do not make this harder.

Please, do not make this harder.

 

Never mind, there you go again with your gab.

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