Effin' hell.
I had some crap-ass conversation with my Bio teacher today.
me: Sir, the score you wrote on my paper is wrong. You missed out on three points.
Sir: *takes paper* Ano?
me: Sir, the checking is wrong.
Sir: *muttering numbers while counting check marks* Ano'ng nangyari sayo...
me: ... *stare* Ehh...?
Sir: Mataas naman yung grades mo dati, e. Ba't biglang bumaba?
me: *blink* ... Um...
Sir: *hands back paper* Mali ka. Tama naman yung score.
me: ... Thank you, Sir...? *sits down again*
I just hate him so much sometimes.
I counted the check marks in front of him after making Viktoria recount them for me. Thankfully, I was missing out on three pitiful points. Not that it made any difference. I'm still pretty much dead.
I hate my laptop right now. I need it to make the fugly Bio handouts some of the other classes don't even have to make, and the stupid thing keeps crashing. Even though I manage to save the documents before it crashes, it's unsaved when I turn it on again and I have to retype the whole thing.
I've given up after retyping the same thing three times in a row.
So far, I've got two failing marks. One in Filipino and one in Bio. I'm not too depressed about the Filipino, since I've sucked at it since the dawn of time and my parents have learned to accept that. (My mom wants to get me a tutor. Pshh, damn it.) Failing Bio kinda sucks, though, 'cuz my family is just a big bunch of nerds who love Biology and subjects that follow in its footsteps.
I was so pissed off when he asked me why I was suddenly getting low marks when my grades used to be high. (High in the sense of comparing them to the scores of most of my other classmates.) I don't really know why. It's not like he actually insulted me or anything, it just sounded so irritating.
My mom thinks I act too depressed now and thinks I should exercise more because exercise release anti-depression hormones or something like that. I also need to stop telling myself that I suck.
I wanna kick this stupid non-saving laptop. Except if I do that, it might end up in an even worse condition, so screw that idea. I'll just try again tomorrow, because I'm afraid of retyping anything for a four time only to have it deleted again even though I constantly save the thing. Damn it, I was almost done. I had one more paragraph to paraphrase and it got trashed.
I'm publishing this entry before my computer crashes. Again. And just work on Journ. or something...
me: Sir, the score you wrote on my paper is wrong. You missed out on three points.
Sir: *takes paper* Ano?
me: Sir, the checking is wrong.
Sir: *muttering numbers while counting check marks* Ano'ng nangyari sayo...
me: ... *stare* Ehh...?
Sir: Mataas naman yung grades mo dati, e. Ba't biglang bumaba?
me: *blink* ... Um...
Sir: *hands back paper* Mali ka. Tama naman yung score.
me: ... Thank you, Sir...? *sits down again*
I just hate him so much sometimes.
I counted the check marks in front of him after making Viktoria recount them for me. Thankfully, I was missing out on three pitiful points. Not that it made any difference. I'm still pretty much dead.
I hate my laptop right now. I need it to make the fugly Bio handouts some of the other classes don't even have to make, and the stupid thing keeps crashing. Even though I manage to save the documents before it crashes, it's unsaved when I turn it on again and I have to retype the whole thing.
I've given up after retyping the same thing three times in a row.
So far, I've got two failing marks. One in Filipino and one in Bio. I'm not too depressed about the Filipino, since I've sucked at it since the dawn of time and my parents have learned to accept that. (My mom wants to get me a tutor. Pshh, damn it.) Failing Bio kinda sucks, though, 'cuz my family is just a big bunch of nerds who love Biology and subjects that follow in its footsteps.
I was so pissed off when he asked me why I was suddenly getting low marks when my grades used to be high. (High in the sense of comparing them to the scores of most of my other classmates.) I don't really know why. It's not like he actually insulted me or anything, it just sounded so irritating.
My mom thinks I act too depressed now and thinks I should exercise more because exercise release anti-depression hormones or something like that. I also need to stop telling myself that I suck.
I wanna kick this stupid non-saving laptop. Except if I do that, it might end up in an even worse condition, so screw that idea. I'll just try again tomorrow, because I'm afraid of retyping anything for a four time only to have it deleted again even though I constantly save the thing. Damn it, I was almost done. I had one more paragraph to paraphrase and it got trashed.
I'm publishing this entry before my computer crashes. Again. And just work on Journ. or something...