work=school
school=stress
stress=death.
doesn't that all just add up into one single perfect cycle?
I am in a crisis.
Science teacher.
2 words. Hate Her.
I don't think I've ever physically hated anyone before. but her, I just despise her.
Is that even possible? I mean, all she tried to do was teach me physics and chemistry.
But, looki-here.. I just hate her. her teaching, her voice, her long dress she wears everyday.
There is this one jean dress that covers up to her ankles that she wears basically everyday. She wore it today,too! She has such bad taste in clothes. She has a really weird accent too. I can't understand a word she says. nope. nada. just jibberish to me... everything just comes out of her mouth as blah.. blah.. blah.. zzz...
Also, she is a sucky teacher! She is the worst teacher I have ever had my entire life. I still got an A in her class. But, I was expecting a better mark. Like, COME ON!
Science is what I live for! The reason I come to school!
But now.. it's just nothing. I hate it. I hate her class.
She also has this watch that is from Madagascar. the Zebra. It's funny(:
Also.. *GASP oh-my-gash..
you know what happened? She sent an email to our parents saying there will be a test/quiz on the 20th. My dad tells me to study and I promise I will do so.
I go to school on the 19th, and she's handing out paper. I ask, what's this? She tells me it's the test.
My face freezes. .The world starts spinning. Or, is it just my eyeballs?
I call that. a scammer. A HUGE SCAMMER!
.... I lost my words.. Of course, I still 100% the test. but.. still! HOW COULD SO DO THIS TO ME!!!???!?! TO US???!!!?
2 WORDS. HATE. HER.
Band Teacher
Her name, I won't say.
She is a bad teacher. She takes off a percent for everything we do wrong. I was asian failing.
I.NEVER.FAIL.BAND.
This should be on fail.blog!!!front page!
But, Nope! 1% off if you don't have pencils. 1% off if you are not there in class on time or not there at all. She tells us we are wasting class time.
She is wasting 5% of it with her talking. we make a mistake and she stops the whole band.
we are tuning in the very beginning of the class.
She listens. Everyday, Flutes are the first and last to tune by themselves. She fixes our mistakes. We play once again. We sound exactly the same.
HATE.HER