So irritated I could spit

So this professor that I absolutely hate. Our entire class can't stand him. To the point that most of us have spoken to the dean about him and his teaching (or lack of). Today I presented a movie to the class and was planning to lead discussion after the movie. Or at least that's what I was told to do and what I planned for and what I WANTED to do. FOR ONCE, I was excited because we were going to have a MEANINGFUL discussion rather than his shittily led crap that he tries to pass off as a discussion. Well, NO. he cut me off and his idea of a discussion is asking "So what'd you think?" then running over anything we have to say to tell some stupid story of his own that no one gives a shit about. then after 15 mintues of discussion he says "well, ok, next subject." then we spent an hour listening to him bounce ideas about his class setup for next semester off of us. it drove me insane. he gets paid to plan his own damn class, not to waste my time having me do it for him. also, i'm irritated with the dean. where the hell does he get off trying to tell the prof how to run a class? does he have a f'in degree in education? i didn't think so. GOD. i'm so pissed off. what they need to do is have the damn professor talk to an education professor (i have two great ones who could help him without making him feel stupid), but when i suggest that i get swept off. i hate this. i hate this a lot. i miss feeling like my input had any sort of value. i really hate that class. i almost cried in the middle of it because i was so mad. i sit there and listen to him babble on about stupid medical shit because it's what matters to him. i listened to the economy obsessed girls chatter on about that. i listened to djj stuff. i listened a lot. but as soon as we get to what matters to me. what is important to me. what is what i want to do with my life because it's where i can make a difference, no one listens. no one cares. and he essentially told me that my view of the problem was wrong. i wanted to just go hit him across the face. i want to write a letter to the dean and let him know that this man should not be allowed to teach another class until he has taken classes in educational tactic. and to top it all off, my stupid roommate kept telling him he was doing a good job. she kept arguing everything i said. here's the deal - some profs do not need structured lessons, some are FABULOUS and can lead class discussion without a plan, but HE CAN'T. he is not a good prof and he needs lesson plans. He needs to know exactly what is going on. He needs to have discussion questions in front of him and FOR GODS SAKES can someone please teach him that class does NOT have to revolve around him talking about shit we don't care about?! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I am so frustrated right now.

And on top of it all, I have a ton of things I need to do but I'm frustrated to tears which is not helping a) my motivation b) my level of patience with figuring out my math and c) my attitude towards life which was FINALLY starting to get a little better.

Sometimes I wish I could say what I really want to when I want to. It'd make my life a lot less stressful if we just said f it to societal politeness standards.