huh?
Well today was one crappy day...
To start it off... This morning in math the teacher asks a question,
and I answered (Correctly)
And she was all like "Having fun talking to your friends Manny!?"
"If you think this class is easy come and teach!"
I was pretty confused, I had no clue what I had done... I guess she thought I was talking or something, who knows?
My Psychology class couldn't get worse... We are working on "being organized" and grading work... No in depth discussions on the human psyche, just doing stupid questions on a graph... We had to exchange papers to 'peer grade' because I guess the teacher has no time to do it herself. Some girl got my paper and marked everything wrong because I did not write WORD for WORD what was on the book. I didn't argue, I was too tired, I took that damn F.
I guess the highpoint of my day was the hard rain afterschool. It was some sort of cleansing the way the water hit hard on me and splashed down to the ground. The water was so cold and tasted so good, sweet... All my books and papers were destroyed... All my problems were washed away. I'm not one to believe in Gods, but if there were any, that was a sign from them...
There's a Marlins game on in 1 minute, gonna go relax and watch...
To start it off... This morning in math the teacher asks a question,
and I answered (Correctly)
And she was all like "Having fun talking to your friends Manny!?"
"If you think this class is easy come and teach!"
I was pretty confused, I had no clue what I had done... I guess she thought I was talking or something, who knows?
My Psychology class couldn't get worse... We are working on "being organized" and grading work... No in depth discussions on the human psyche, just doing stupid questions on a graph... We had to exchange papers to 'peer grade' because I guess the teacher has no time to do it herself. Some girl got my paper and marked everything wrong because I did not write WORD for WORD what was on the book. I didn't argue, I was too tired, I took that damn F.
I guess the highpoint of my day was the hard rain afterschool. It was some sort of cleansing the way the water hit hard on me and splashed down to the ground. The water was so cold and tasted so good, sweet... All my books and papers were destroyed... All my problems were washed away. I'm not one to believe in Gods, but if there were any, that was a sign from them...
There's a Marlins game on in 1 minute, gonna go relax and watch...