I had had a very bad day in school about the new car. There is a certain Professor who dislikes me very much. I shall call him "Prof." There is however, another name in the Romanian language which is better suited to him, but I will be nice.
Prof took me away from my classmates to ask me questions. He asked how I had received the car. I shall put this in play form so as to make it clear.
Prof: So how did you get a car like that? Those are very expensive, you know.
Cat: My parents paid for it.
Prof: Are you sure?
Cat: Is this of your business?
Prof: Yes, it is. And I happen to know your parents are not here to buy you a car, so that is a lie. Now, Catina, I am not buying that old great-aunt crap either. Tell me what is going on and how did you get that car?
Cat: How is this your business?
Prof: I am asking the questions, not you. How did you get that car?
Cat: This is not your business and I do not like being named a liar. I shall speak to the Dean of Women of you. You are insulting and I have had enough of you.
Prof: This isn't over, Catina.
Cat: You are damned right it is not over!
I left and went to the Dean. She was very upset with this. The University knows of my situation of attending DA.
They will speak to him of this. I apologize for cursing but I was quite angry.
I meant to post this song for my new citizenship but KatieH said it is appropriate for anything, such as relationships, and any of trials.
Now because of my encounter, I see this website brings me light.
Please don't let the light go out!