Oh man. 90's rap.
I just found my Power Ranger soundtrack to their first movie. It's from 1995. 12 years ago!
And I still love the music. *jams out to The Power by Snap* Memories!~
ANDAND. It's got a song from my favorite band. I knew they were old and have songs for pretty much every popular show in the world, but it's still a bit of a shock to think that they were on my favorite CD as a kid. I guess I just haven't changed that much since I was four. xD
There's a very large group of students conspiring against my English teacher. Everyone hates her for some reason or another. Usually involving the fact that her incompetence hurts their grades. It even made it into the school paper. It's only what? Her second? First? Year teaching at this school, and already she's more disliked than that math teacher that turned me off math.
OHMANS.
Ayeyaiyai! I miss this song! I can't stay mad while listening to this~
Oh, but watch me. My history teacher did something so despicable today even my mother is pissed off. I came home, saw that I was home alone, and promptly began throwing everything against walls and crying into my pillow, all teenage-angst-like. And I had him first period, so I guess it really effected me. My mother keeps saying that she will call him and more or less chew him out (It is her job to chew people out, she's pretty good at it), but it won't fix anything. And would probably get my teacher all mad at me, making things worse. I love my parents, appreciate that they'll do that for me, but sometimes their meddling in my school life makes things a little worse for me.
But you know. My history teacher is a very ignorant person. Arrogant and ignorant, at the same time. I'll deal with personality defects in my teachers, unless it interferes with my grades. And until today, even though I couldn't stand to listen to him, I've been tolerating my history teacher. But when his ignorance and arrogance causes me to get a perfect zero on my final project, which I spent the majority of my weekend on, I refuse to put up with him anymore.
Ugh. I wonder if I can come in late tomorrow? I don't need to be in his class again until Thursday, and that's just for some stupid vocabulary test that has nothing to do with history but will impact my grade nonetheless. Then I'll just be late again Friday. Yeah, I'll just have a couple "family emergencies", then I'll never have to deal with him again. I just know I'll start screaming if I go to his class tomorrow... or crying. Whichever comes first.
I got all the horrible or crazy teachers this year. I hear complaints every so often about other teachers, but it's mostly my teachers that everyone complains about. Why me?
Oh well. At least I also got a really good teacher. My art teacher. Everyone loves her. <3
 Leamony · Wed Jun 20, 2007 @ 06:12am · 1 Comments |
