9-28-12
I'm in math now. I swear it's 40 degrees in here. I can feel my nervous system shutting down. Is it just me or have I been cursed with terrible math teachers time after time? Every time it just gets worse and worse. This year, I have Mrs. W, who isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Her voice sounds like a Disney Princess who inhaled some insane amount of atmospheric gas, but she looks like a combination of Ursula and a character from Up...
This is a typical conversation I have with her.
Teacher: You're doing the homework wrong.
Me: I don't think I am.
Teacher: Let's get the calculator. The calculator never lies. (She gets the calculator, realizes I'M RIGHT, goes back to her desk and doesn't say anything for the rest of the period.)
...or there's the temperature conversation....
Me: Uh, can you turn the air down a little. It's really cold.
Girl sitting behind me: I can't feel my arms!
Teacher: What? It's HOT in here!
Me: Can you just turn it down a little, please?
Teacher: What's best for me is what's best for you. (Then she goes over to the thermostat and turns down the temp. another 5 degrees.
This is the kind of nonsense I get at school. I really should just teach myself. Ugh, I get up at 6, then do 4 hrs or more of homework every day, and this is what I get in return! I am losing my head!
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