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My school is a b***h! D:<
The time of year has come where we sign up for next year's classes.
Well, actually... it hasn't. We just plan them now. We sign up way later.
And yet they only give us like three days to do all of it.
Plan. Get signatures. All that s**t.
In just three days.
If it were my old school... where we had the time during lunch and crap to do this,
I wouldn't have a problem.
I'm not so lucky here.
Can't get signatures during lunch,
because none of the teachers are ever fricken' around.
Can't do it before school because my bus gets there like right when school starts.
So I have to do it after school...
and now my mom's pissed because she has to come pick me up afterwards.
Not to mention I don't even know who these teachers are,
so that doesn't help me at all either.
Also...
I still don't know what classes I have to take to meet requirements,
so I have to try and catch up with the guidance counselor for that.
And I have to find out what their computer classes offer out here.
How I am going to do all this crap before the sheet is due, I don't know!
X_x
And... I'm getting pissed off at that eight-page research project I have to write.
I'm stuck writing about Mexican Immigration...
just because I picked out House on Mango Street to write my report on.
Come on! I only picked it because I like it. D:
And it's supposed to be a book report. BOOK REPORT. Not a damn history project.
I haven't even started writing it yet, and I already hate it.
Then there's the next project I have to do for history.
I'm aiming to do it on Amelia Earhart.
Thanks to my history teacher for starting to take topics at seven in the morning.
I can't get to school that early.
I swear if somebody takes my chosen topic again... I'll cry.
I already had this happen to me on the first project... the extra credit one.
I wanted to do the Salem Witch Trials. Someone beat me to it.
Now, I didn't mind much... until we got to presenting them,
and the person who took that topic decided to be a lazy-a** and not do the project.
What the hell?
Why would you bother if you weren't going to do it? =/
Oh well.
The teacher thought what I picked out in the end was cooler anyway.
So I got over it... mostly. ^ ^;
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Ugh... never in my life have I been this fricken' stressed out over school.
Never.
I mean, things at my old school were about the same as far as difficulty.
But I never freaked out this much. ;_;
And I actually liked school in Calaveras. I enjoyed it!
Here, I hate it with a passion.
Every little thing that happens here just turns into this huge frustrating deal,
and I don't know why...
because it's the exact same crap I've dealt with in every school I've been to.
And... just... ugh! *headdesk*
 Ophrysia · Tue Mar 13, 2007 @ 02:26am · 0 Comments |
