truculent

Turns out I'd started three posts at the beginning of the not-posting period. So hopefully, the 39 remaining posts (including this one) will be quickish to write. However, those will be appearing tomorrow since I really really want to get the hair product off my fingers, go to the toilet and fall into a coma on my bed. I want to write a shorter post since it's faster. I would apologise for this and probably shouldn't mention this but eh, I'm a blunt, straightforward person.

Truculent is defined as 'eager or quick to argue or fight; aggressively defiant.' This is me in one word. I came across it in one of my books and really liked it. For some reason, I never like to be proved wrong and even if I am wrong, I still argue until the other person gives up. It's not even a recent thing, when I was 8, I had to write a few sentences for homework and my older brother was helping me. He used a dictionary to prove me wrong and I kept arguing and arguing and justifying my opinion with my twisted logic. It's actually quite fun and I love love love arguing with people, that's why I want to become a barrister when I'm older. I'll be PAID to ARGUE.

Also, whenever I can undoubtedly prove myself right I like to yell HA! at the person. I don't think they appreciate and I really don't but I can't seem to stop. It brings me a sense of satisfaction like no other and I think some people have just realised I don't mean much by it now.

There was a reason I chose this topic actually... Oh yeah, my history teacher (the example from the last post). I've done a few one-on-one revision sessions with him because I find that they really help and it's better than in a group since I don't have to wait for my turn to ask a question and all the revision will be specific to my weaknesses. I do the arguing thing with him mostly it turns out. For example, I turned up to both my revision sessions with practise questions and he read through and marked them and gave me feedback. Any constructive criticism he gave I immediately defended myself and started talking about why they were in fact right. We've done this so many times that he knows I'm just joking so he doesn't really say much. It's great, he such a lovely teacher and I'll really miss him when I move schools next year. It's quite sad actually since he's the head of sixth form.