Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Filhos da puta

Maybe I haven't made it entirely clear before, but let me establish right here right now that I HATE PUC AND MOST OF ALL I HATE MY BRAZILIAN CINEMA PROFESSOR PEDRO YOU FILHO DA PUTA CHINGA TU MADRE.

Recently we had a test in Cinema Brasileiro that Pedro said everyone did terribly on, the worst grades he's ever seen. On Monday he ranted for about an hour that we are horrible students and then he spoke directly to me in front of everyone saying that all I do is draw in class and that he's had foreign exchange students that are smarter than me. Then I said that I didn't think it was fair that he was singling me out in class and that I was embarrassed and his response was that if I were smart I wouldn't have anything to be embarrassed about. I started crying in front of the whole class and no one said anything or came to my rescue in my darkest hour of embarrassment. After twenty minutes of me sobbing and everyone staring while Pedro continued talking I went to the bathroom to pull it together. Two girls were there from class also and they consoled me and told me that was fucked up what he said which was nice. I even got an email address from one of them saying we should study together if I ever need help. Once class was over I ran home and told Caio about it who was outraged and felt so bad that he took me out to dinner at Outback Steakhouse with his funny friend William which cheered me up.

Today I had cinema class again and went with Caio to confront Pedro after class. Once he finally paid attention to me he ended up saying that I was arrogant and that the whole class thinks so too. Then somehow he avoided all apologies and kissed me on the top of the head and disappeared down a nearby staircase. I fucking hate this man. It's hard to always be misinterpreted and since weird conversations and conflicts happen to me so often I always think there's something wrong with me. I wish I knew how to pick my battles and just sit in silence but how can I when someone is just being a rude, mean person? Hating PUC so much confuses me because it creeps into my feelings about Brazil and always leaves me excited thinking about my departure in July. The truth is though that I like Brazil and the friends I made here, I just wish anti-American Brazilians would give me a chance and not attack me with hamburger comments, make fun of my accent and assume everyone north of the Rio Grande is stupid. All I can do is try to enlighten myself to other parts of the world as much as I can and hope someone notices all the effort I put into understanding other people and cultures.

So yeah fuck you PUC. You're only useful when I want half-price ticket to see Iron Man II.

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