Ok, I go to regular summerschool from 8 in the morning to 1, then I go to another class sort of thiing from 3 to 6 on tuesdays to thursdays. I have biology on tues, essay writing on wed, and math on thurs. All this is in preparation for the SATs. (im only going into 9th grade, wtf?) these classes are ones that my parents actually paid for. Its one of those prep classes that I take during the summer. Anyway, I no longer take essay writing on wed. Heres why.
Class commences, and we are writing essays. We are told to make something up. We were given a plot to follow, but to improve the sample essay written based on that plot. We have to make stuff up, because thats what the teacher says we have to be good at to adapt to any essay subject that the SAT people throw at us. So Im sitting in there, thinking. Im not a good person at making up stuff and writing about all these fancy things that i thought up of on the spot. the teacher says
"cmon write somethinig"
"Im not good at making up stuff"
"Stop complaining, stop whining, just write something"
"But Im trying to think here"
"ok Ive had it, get out. Im sick of your complaining. Ill make sure ur parents receive a refund, just get out. Good luck in life" (yea like ill mess up in life just cuz I couldnt make up some stuff about my cousin being a rich guy who has no heart and blah blah blah...)
From this point on, lets call this teacher, ahole.
So the next day, I am about to go to my math class (that I have on thursdays)
Coincidentally, this class is in the exact classroom that the ahole was teaching in before we used the room. So when that class ended, I sat in that classroom, waiting for my teacher. The ahole was still in that room, cleaning up and preparing to leave. He told me to sit up front, because I had taken a seat in the back. So I did. I already could tell that he stayed behind so that he could crap out some stupid speech at me... And I was right. the ahole began to call me a schmuck, said some bull about me being an 85 student, how I got into Bronx science (thats my highschool) by luck, and how Ill be a failure in life and how Ill graduate from some SUNY or community college. He went on with something like "and you know what," at that point I could tell he had prepared this speech for like hours the night before so I just said
"shut up. your not my teacher anymore, just shut up. dont talk crap about MY future, and just get out." The dude was just like, ok.... He was obviously dissapointed that he wasnt allowed to let out the whole speech. So thats the last I saw of him.... Ill probably see him again this tuesday.
Why did I write this? Well... I had to vent. Also, what the heck did I do wrong? What I wrote is pretty much all that happened. I think hes an ahole, but if I did something to deserve this, please tell me....
Class commences, and we are writing essays. We are told to make something up. We were given a plot to follow, but to improve the sample essay written based on that plot. We have to make stuff up, because thats what the teacher says we have to be good at to adapt to any essay subject that the SAT people throw at us. So Im sitting in there, thinking. Im not a good person at making up stuff and writing about all these fancy things that i thought up of on the spot. the teacher says
"cmon write somethinig"
"Im not good at making up stuff"
"Stop complaining, stop whining, just write something"
"But Im trying to think here"
"ok Ive had it, get out. Im sick of your complaining. Ill make sure ur parents receive a refund, just get out. Good luck in life" (yea like ill mess up in life just cuz I couldnt make up some stuff about my cousin being a rich guy who has no heart and blah blah blah...)
From this point on, lets call this teacher, ahole.
So the next day, I am about to go to my math class (that I have on thursdays)
Coincidentally, this class is in the exact classroom that the ahole was teaching in before we used the room. So when that class ended, I sat in that classroom, waiting for my teacher. The ahole was still in that room, cleaning up and preparing to leave. He told me to sit up front, because I had taken a seat in the back. So I did. I already could tell that he stayed behind so that he could crap out some stupid speech at me... And I was right. the ahole began to call me a schmuck, said some bull about me being an 85 student, how I got into Bronx science (thats my highschool) by luck, and how Ill be a failure in life and how Ill graduate from some SUNY or community college. He went on with something like "and you know what," at that point I could tell he had prepared this speech for like hours the night before so I just said
"shut up. your not my teacher anymore, just shut up. dont talk crap about MY future, and just get out." The dude was just like, ok.... He was obviously dissapointed that he wasnt allowed to let out the whole speech. So thats the last I saw of him.... Ill probably see him again this tuesday.
Why did I write this? Well... I had to vent. Also, what the heck did I do wrong? What I wrote is pretty much all that happened. I think hes an ahole, but if I did something to deserve this, please tell me....
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