Wish I Didn't Say That...(Final Exam Selection)

What the f*#ck are you talking about?  Why are you being so rude and disrespectful?  Shes a new teacher and you're an arrogant football d*uche bag that thinks he's gracing the earth with spontaneous wisdom every time he opens his idiotic mouth.  How about you shut your mouth and sit down and let the actual teacher do her job." Though the above italicized statement above was definitely thought and said, I was never one to filter my thoughts or comments when it came to something I found profound or just merely ridiculous.  Growing up, I don't think I ever comprehended the idea of a mental and verbal filter, therefore I was stuck in time outs pretty often.  I've always said the first thing that's come to my mind regardless of the vulgarity and volume of the statement.  There he is again with his stupid man band around his stupid football player flow, trying to one up everyone in this classroom.  News flash buddy,  you aren't that great and neither is you're hair. Oh and by the way, you're not right about everything, you're opinion isn't the only one that's relevant or correct. God, I don't even understand how people deal with you.  I'f I wasn't surrounded by several faculty members at this current point in time, I am pretty sure everyone in that classroom, including the teacher was waiting for round two of my loud tangent on the big meat-head of a football player. I needed to filter my thoughts, words, and actions before my luck of not getting severely reprimanded for absolutely verbally destroying that one student regularly for his selfish remarks and actions slowly ran out.  I began to think to myself how unladylike I had started to sound thinking of how vulgar I may come off to others. I didn't know whether I had a problem or people just really pissed me off, and I didn't know how to hold back. That doesn't sound very nice coming out a young girls mouth...Please don't swear Nicole it's very unbecoming.  Some days I walked around constantly with

the voices of my mother and grandmother in the back of my head telling me to watch my mouth. It did help..sometimes, but then I really had those days when I was the ultimate truck driver and let the swears fly.  I mean hey, that's just how I feel most days.