School

Mar 03, 2006 15:08

Daphne asked if I was Mexican today. I looked at her strangely and said no. Then I asked why. And she said it's because I look Colombian. No one has ever said I looked Colombian before. That was a little weird.

Okay, it's offical. I hate my Chem teacher. Here's the conversation we had today. Maybe you'll see why.

Me.-->Mr. King (my Chem teacher), are you going to take up the homework?
Mr. King.-->No, keep it.
Me.-->No way. I did this homework, and you said you would take it up.
Mr. King.-->Next class.
Me.-->Well, then what about the classwork?
Mr. King.-->Keep it.
Me.-->I'm not sure you understand this. I need to bring my Chemistry grade up.
Mr. King.-->If you do well on the quiz and test, you will.
Me.-->When's the quiz?
Mr. King.-->Next class.

*FORWARD TO NEXT CLASS!*
Me.-->Are we taking the quiz today?
Mr. King.-->No. We're doing a lab.
Me.-->WHAT?! You said we have a quiz today!
Mr. King.-->Next week.
Me.-->I studied. I was ready.
Mr. King.-->You'll be ready next week.
Me.-->Mr. King, I so hate you.
Mr. King.-->I'm sorry.
Me.-->You've been giving me false information. Make up your freakin mind!
Mr. King.-->*laughs* I'm sorry.

Now you see why I hate him?? Giving me false information...Although the lab was an easy 100, I was still stressed for the quiz. I was totally ready and I'm going to forget everything this weekend. Seriously. Anyway, the house is kind of quiet because my brother went to Greensboro for DECA, along with 200 other North students. I'm anxious to hear how well we did in DECA. My Fashion Merchandising teacher is also the advisor of DECA so she'll tell me everything. Can't wait.
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