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Thursday, March 29, 2012

The end of March. THE STORY.


Hello everyone, I KNOW it’d been more than 3 months, but this is the very long story in which why my phone got taken away. A lot of yinz guys have been wondering what happened…

Okay here's the story.
(This was in a Skype conversation with some dude. Cough Cough.) 


So last week in english class, we had to post comments and questions on our online book thing. Of course i was on my effin period
and i am SO SO SO bitchy when i have to do things i dont want to
anyway..
I was making comments like, ". I don't feel like looking up those words so I'm not going to give you an example for each one. Alright?"

"I'm actually just going to ramble on for the next six or seven comments and notes becasue this is really stupid and i want to get it done. "

and "Now i havent found that out but when i do, i will know why this is so important and then i will write down the answer on the reading guide and then i will not fail those stupid reading quizzes you make us do. "

My teacher said she knew that comment was directed to her personally. so she fliped a little.
AND..

"Now I don't feel like Google-ing this, but I think it would be very interesting if there WAS some sort of connection there."

AND
This one set her off: :For the fact that he needs four frickin people to tend to his stupid needs, is so greedy and selfish.  Seriously, if a five year old can feed himself chocolate, I'm pretty sure some old creep of some importance can feed himself chocolate to. What an asshat."

“. I TOTALLY AGREE WITH YA GURL. I HATE HOMEWORK AND I HONESTLY THINK GIVING STUDENTS MORE AND MORE AND MORE CRAP TO DO AND MEMORIZE WILL ABSOLUTELY NOT HELP. YOU ARE NOT EDUCATING US, YOU'RE STRESSING US OUT. STOP. PLEASE."

Okay those were the main problems..
anyway,
My teacher said that she had always had a feel from me in class that "i didnt want to be there" and that "i did not care about anything"
She also thought i seemed like a rude and mean, negative person.
YEAH MRS. D I AM.

WHEN IM ON MY PERIOD.

ANYWAY
she told me she turned in the assignment to my guidance counselor, so they could have a record of my "inappropriate" and "disrespectful" behavior
ugh.
and she was all like, "I believe your behavior has been very poor for an honors student. I think you need to take a CP class next year instead of honors.  And if you act like this in all your classes, then take all CP classes."
 (This sounds better when im talking)
anyway and then she said,
"I am turning this in to Mr. Delp so he has a record of your behavior. I warn you that you are on his watchlist now and your actions from here on forward is going to be carefully watched."
GAH!
I was just trying to be nice and polite to her so i wouldnt get in even more trouble
but on the inside,
i wanted to scream and kick her and rip up that paper and cry and stab myself and go back in time and make myself not say those things.
Ugh and she gave me a zero on that thing. it was like 200 points or something,
SORRY IF I WAS ON MY PERIOD AND I WAS A BITCH AND SORRY IF YOU ASKED FOR OUR OPINIONS IN 900 CHARACTERS AND SORRY IF I ACTUALLY WAS HONEST AND OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK
So i can redo it
im fucked
im screwed
now that im telling you this story,
it actully doesnt seem so terrible anymore
wtf why am i telling you anyway
like you care.
UGHHHH                                                                                    
I need to go die.
No that's scary.
what if i did die?
People better care.
well not mrs. d because she hates me
why am i crying right now?
wtf im not on my period anymore
I HATE BEING A TEENAGER
FUCK THE WORLD
FUCK MY LIFE
FUCK HER
 FUCK THEM
 FUCK THE INTERNET
GAAAAAH
 im never going to be able to do fun things again
 le internet, gone.
 whatever.
fml
Ugh im so dead when my parents get home


And yesterday, my parents had a meeting with my teacher.  They came home, and were smiling. All they said was, “We had a good meeting with your teacher. It went very well.”

I didn’t ask what they talked about but whatever. Everything’s fine.

This was just another shitty incident of my Freshman Year.

I'll write more later. Sometime.