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Prezzie buying and Snacky God I'm DONE WITH THAT GOD-AWFUL CLASS! THANK THE LORD! I have to go visit her tomorrow, though. Me and G are going on a "find out what we got wrong," date after our finals. You see, the final she gave consisted of mostly questions that we have all seen before. Questions we've gone over. And you know what I got? 85. There were vocabulary words up at the top, but even with those, I was only unsure of about 3. There were about 2 or 3 Girl With a Pearl Earring questions I was unsure about too, but that would have left me with a 94/95. NOT A FRIGGIN 85! Nobody I saw made a 90 or higher. G made an 84, and his reading comprehension and studying levels are a little higher than mine, so I expected him to at least get out with higher than me. But no. We both are leaving with a grade somehwere around 91. That's just... god, I hate her so much. SO MUCH. SO SO SO SO SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH! Okay. Better now. I bet she won't let us see the test, though. I bet you anything that we won't get to go over what we missed. Oh well. I love G. I feel so bad for him. There were tears with that final. Tears, I tell you. Not from G or me, but from other people... I felt so bad. I think she's oblivious to how awful she is as a teacher. She sure seems to be. Oblivious, I mean. It's pretty clear to me at least that she's horrible. I found this exchange on Tomato Nation on the Girl's Bike Club 5. Wing Chun: But doesn't Jesus have better things to do? I'm going tonight to buy my bestest buddies prezzies! And then I'm studying for the coolest class ever. Hee. I'll see you guys later! <-Ghost-> |
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