'Cause I'm having one of those days...
Some of my teachers are currently failing at life. The geography teacher blew up at us today and said that if this one guy (the one who took my friend to the dance, coincidentally) didn't stop making strange noises, we would all write 250 paragraphs. :|
Apply that logic to real life. For example, is it fair to send her ass to jail because she happened to be in a bank when someone robbed it? NO! So why am I responsible for the actions of that guy over there? I'm not his mommy. I don't even talk to him.
The art teacher is being a bitchy elitist. She was going off into a spiel about how "real" artists only use certain mediums and a bunch of crap like that. Also, apparently, no one uses markers outside of the third grade. That's why companies like Prismacolor and Copic don't exist, right?
You know what really confuses me? She helps EVERYONE in the class except me. She never, ever helps me, ever. And when she grades my stuff, she'll take off points for the most petty things. I had to draw a flower using a photo for reference. The flower in the photo did not have much shading. It was mostly one color. I drew it as I saw it, and she got took off 4 points because it didn't have enough shading. What the hell? If I had added the shading, she totally would've gotten mad at me for adding things that aren't there! Also, I wonder why she has never shown us her artwork...
I'm still feeling a little sick. My throat still feels weird. Not as bad as it was yesterday, though.
Also, I officially hate pep rallies. I HATE THEM. Well, I already did, but today, they were fixing up their beloved gym floor, so we had to have it outside. Outside, there was a ton of mud and ant piles. I was wearing sandals. I think you can see where I'm going with this. The first thing I had to do when I got to French was ask the teacher if I could go wash my freakin' feet. >:(
Hmm, what else? Oh, speaking of French, it was so weird today. When I got in there (late due to the stupid pep rally), French Class Girl and the negative asshole dude were arguing over ice cream. Yes, really. Once I got in there, she became very worried about Irritating Girl and kept asking me where she was. Then, Irritating Girl appeared and played with her hair. Wowwww. French Class Girl was very sad once she learned that her precious won't be in class tomorrow. Oh, they're planning to go to the movies together in a few weeks. SOMEBODY HAS A DAAAATE~ x3 After school, French Class Girl was halfway across the parking lot when she turned around and walked all the way back to the school to wave at Irritating Girl. Aww. XD
French Class Girl was strangely nice to me today... Said hi to me at lunch, and we were in the line together. She was in front of me, and in order to pay, that crazy bitch seriously dumped out her entire purse and rooted through it. I was almost ready to just hand her my ten dollar bill since she was taking so long. D: Something so simple should NEVER take that long.
We're going out for pizza... Ugh, I don't feel like getting up. And I wish my friend was here. :( That sounds a little random, but I've been missing her really intensely after last Friday, but for some unknown reason I feel too stupid to text her or call her or interact with her through facebook or anything. Ffffffffsdlkfjadf I dunno what to do....