Oh, I know I shouldn't...
...but I am.
I'm going to bitch about school right now because I am so streeeessed, and besides D'espairsRay and DDR, I can't really think of any way to de-stress other than spamming everyone's f-page.
So, here it goes: I have a shitty grade in Journalism. Like, a really shitty grade. Why, you ask? Because, as I've mentioned before, my Journalism teacher, Ms. Koch, can't focus for more than .2 milliseconds. I can't think of a single moment where she's sat down to grade or stood up to teach a lesson this trimester. In fact, today was our very first lesson. Yes, our first lesson is two days before the end of the trimester. And what was this lesson of? She showed us a 30-second clip of people riding up an elevator.
/FURY.
Probably the biggest culprit of said shitty grade, though, is her complete lack of organization. She lacks organization like a pedophile lacks restraint. You may say I'm exagerating, but if anything, I'm understating how completely scatter-brained she is. I mean, MONTHS ago, I told her that a page I had to layout wouldn't open. I asked her about it several times afterwards, and then yesterday, she had the nerve to claim I never said anything about it. On a different page I had to layout, a story wasn't written. I told Ms. Koch that the person who was supposed to write that story didn't. She told me that she'd take care of it, but she never did. In the end, I couldn't finish laying out the page and now I have a big, fat 0 for that. Another time, my class had to write senior stories for student's who went to the Career Center. We all wrote out our interview questions and gave them to her. Well, she never sent them to the Career Center. Another thing that really bugged me is that she'd always walk into class 15 minutes after the bell had rung, or she'd suddenly mysteriously leave the room for 30 minutes at a time. A couple days into the trimester, everyone was already used to spending the entire class period playing video games, talking, and getting into fist fights. IT WAS INSANITY! The classroom was the literal definition of chaos.
What bugs me most, though, is how she'd give us assignments without instructing us on how to do it. Half the time, she didn't even know how to do it. When we'd ask, she'd come over to us, lose her train of thought, and forget we even asked for help in the first place. It makes me so frustrated that I haven't learned a single thing in Journalism this trimester. Not a single thing. I mean, HELLO, Journalism is what I want to major in in college! And if I have a shittastic grade in that class, no college is going to want me for it. Not to mention my grade is screwing up my GPA like a hooker screws a-- OK, I'll shut up now.
Conclusion? I'm going to do everything I possibly can tomorrow and tonight, no matter how crappy it'll be, because, 1) She hasn't taught us a thing, so what does she expect? And 2) It's not like she'll be able to focus for long enough to tell whether our work is good or not.
Man, I haven't been able to write a single article this trimester. It's all been about laying out pages for stories that were already supposed to have been written, but weren't, on a program that even Ms. Koch doesn't know how to use.
AAAAAH! jhgfjhhjdshgf ANGER!!! D:<
/end rant.
I'm going to bitch about school right now because I am so streeeessed, and besides D'espairsRay and DDR, I can't really think of any way to de-stress other than spamming everyone's f-page.
So, here it goes: I have a shitty grade in Journalism. Like, a really shitty grade. Why, you ask? Because, as I've mentioned before, my Journalism teacher, Ms. Koch, can't focus for more than .2 milliseconds. I can't think of a single moment where she's sat down to grade or stood up to teach a lesson this trimester. In fact, today was our very first lesson. Yes, our first lesson is two days before the end of the trimester. And what was this lesson of? She showed us a 30-second clip of people riding up an elevator.
/FURY.
Probably the biggest culprit of said shitty grade, though, is her complete lack of organization. She lacks organization like a pedophile lacks restraint. You may say I'm exagerating, but if anything, I'm understating how completely scatter-brained she is. I mean, MONTHS ago, I told her that a page I had to layout wouldn't open. I asked her about it several times afterwards, and then yesterday, she had the nerve to claim I never said anything about it. On a different page I had to layout, a story wasn't written. I told Ms. Koch that the person who was supposed to write that story didn't. She told me that she'd take care of it, but she never did. In the end, I couldn't finish laying out the page and now I have a big, fat 0 for that. Another time, my class had to write senior stories for student's who went to the Career Center. We all wrote out our interview questions and gave them to her. Well, she never sent them to the Career Center. Another thing that really bugged me is that she'd always walk into class 15 minutes after the bell had rung, or she'd suddenly mysteriously leave the room for 30 minutes at a time. A couple days into the trimester, everyone was already used to spending the entire class period playing video games, talking, and getting into fist fights. IT WAS INSANITY! The classroom was the literal definition of chaos.
What bugs me most, though, is how she'd give us assignments without instructing us on how to do it. Half the time, she didn't even know how to do it. When we'd ask, she'd come over to us, lose her train of thought, and forget we even asked for help in the first place. It makes me so frustrated that I haven't learned a single thing in Journalism this trimester. Not a single thing. I mean, HELLO, Journalism is what I want to major in in college! And if I have a shittastic grade in that class, no college is going to want me for it. Not to mention my grade is screwing up my GPA like a hooker screws a-- OK, I'll shut up now.
Conclusion? I'm going to do everything I possibly can tomorrow and tonight, no matter how crappy it'll be, because, 1) She hasn't taught us a thing, so what does she expect? And 2) It's not like she'll be able to focus for long enough to tell whether our work is good or not.
Man, I haven't been able to write a single article this trimester. It's all been about laying out pages for stories that were already supposed to have been written, but weren't, on a program that even Ms. Koch doesn't know how to use.
AAAAAH! jhgfjhhjdshgf ANGER!!! D:<
/end rant.