Ikaika's Rant
This Rant will just have a whole lot of things i just hate and can't stand. It will change randomly, but i will probably start a new paragraph.
Anyways....
So today was eventful, F***ing Michelle what's-her-fat-face... Decided To once again exclaim her opinions to the class every five minutes, which is an improvement from yesterday, when i tore into her, cause she wouldn't shut her fat yap. So she decided that she was the best reader of the class, and DEMANDED to play the main role of "parris", which ironically, talks the most. Being the Dumbass she is, she struggles with the simples words such as "thou" "wilt" and "this".. yes folks, even the word "this". WHO MESSES UP THAT WORD?! My god! Someone give her a kindergarden book. After waiting about five minutes for her to read her five minute line with a mess-up every three seconds, and a comment every four. I decided to read it next to her aloud, so she could learn to read properly, have good tone, and not have to comment. She, however, was insulted.
"Do you think i cannot read" she exclaims in my face
".. Well maybe if you pronounce the word "this" i wouldn't think i would have to help you!"
Gosh, i hate sitting next to her. You would think that after a week of me yelling at her, our teacher would spread us apart.. no. And the thing is, i wasn't even sitting next to her until a week ago. When the classroom was sent into utter chaos.
Whew... not that that's off my chest, i'll move on a few more hours to 6th hour where in fact i take French 1-2. Yes, French 1-2. I didnt take language classes before this year. Needless to say, i'm in a classroom with a whole lot of freshman, who undoubtably believes they are the wittiest creatures on the face of this earth. But I can't believe how so retarded they are. With a simple question, they sit in there seats, staring at the teacher, as she so desperatley tries to help the kid say his line, when the kid has no idea of what he is about to say. Yet believes the answer, in time, will miraculously appear in his head. And i guess the way to be cool in the class, is to be a Fu**ing retard and know nothing, cause that will get you far. And to horribly discrace the language through not even catching the closest bit near the pronunciation of the word. It's like listening to a bunch a babies try to say "goo goo ga ga" and failing miserably. What's really sad is when the teacher says the word, and the student repeats it wrong, so she says i slower so the student can hear it all, yet the student will sitll not get it, ect ect. for the next five minutes.. Literally, For one instance:
teacher: Quoi ( which is like saying quad with no D)
Student: Kuwaiooo
Teacher: QUOI ( and this time, more easier to hear)
Student: Kuwaioooipoo...
etc. etc.
I couln't believe it, how could this student not understand it, it was the simplest thing in the world. Did he have some kinda disease? Maybe down-syndrome? No, he just a dumbass who can't listen correctly!
I got so irritated i just had to burst out..
Me: Quoi.. AS IN QUAD!
... the teacher is not happy that someone in the room know, but that didn't last long when the student responded which hopefully was not trying to be smart...
Student: Quad.
My world fell apart, did i have to spell it out to him? Did i have to say, "like Quad without the Freakin D!!??" Idiots! I love the subject to, but i hate the class. I feel so sorry for that teacher, it has to take a lot of patience.
Speaking of which, i feel really sorry for teachers now. I always hear students complain on how their teacher hates them, there discrimitive, they don't like them, their "hoes, and duestchbags". when in fact the majority of the time, your just a freaking Lazy Tard! Get up, realize that their teaching just perfectly and it is you who can't use your brain cause you're so spoiled by your parents, and also realize that this world is just a scapegoat. Face up to your faults, and take the blame that you suck, and your grade does too, because of you.
Now because of all this, i was an asshole today to everyone. But i guess i'd be a hypocrite if i blame this, so i suppose i shouldn't.
Well, today was great fun, and i volenteered at the country club for a little babysitting thing. All in al, it was fun. And afterwards we went home, got money and headed to the bowling alley for some DDR like usual. Same old Same old. Well lucky for us, the machine was open, and lance and i were up one game after another. Quite good. Well, my curfew to be home is 11ish, which varies from anywhere to 11.. to 11:25. Which is great, but it's 11:18, and i was pressured into waiting for our turn, which would be next. And the great guy in front of us, decided to do nonstop, or i.e. 4 songs.. one extra song. it's about time i needed to be actually in my home, when we leave. And the whole time, i've been nagged at by some hoe who is turning out to sound just like michelle what's-her-fat-face. I got really irritated and was so close to just slapping her a new face. but for courtesy of her friend and mine. I didn't. Also, Linda showed up and decided to join us. Which was great. She was there at like 10:55. She offered me a ride home, and i refused believing i wouldn't make it on time. Big mistake.
So they decide to stay, and were all there. And as we finally get out the door at a wonder 11:22. I need to be home in 3 minutes. Were actually making progress, until a nice little red wrangler jeep decides to pull in front of us, not allow us to go faster, in fact it made us go slower, and we couldn't pass it cause it wouldn't let us. I'm so glad they found this to their amusement cause this just costed me a great scolding lecture from the one and only "parents" (they call themselves). That wonderful move they made by slowing us down, made us move and take a different route, which was faster. But was much slower that what we would've had done.
I"m tired now, and there is much more to say, but i am tired, and so are my fingers. Goodnight.
Anyways....
So today was eventful, F***ing Michelle what's-her-fat-face... Decided To once again exclaim her opinions to the class every five minutes, which is an improvement from yesterday, when i tore into her, cause she wouldn't shut her fat yap. So she decided that she was the best reader of the class, and DEMANDED to play the main role of "parris", which ironically, talks the most. Being the Dumbass she is, she struggles with the simples words such as "thou" "wilt" and "this".. yes folks, even the word "this". WHO MESSES UP THAT WORD?! My god! Someone give her a kindergarden book. After waiting about five minutes for her to read her five minute line with a mess-up every three seconds, and a comment every four. I decided to read it next to her aloud, so she could learn to read properly, have good tone, and not have to comment. She, however, was insulted.
"Do you think i cannot read" she exclaims in my face
".. Well maybe if you pronounce the word "this" i wouldn't think i would have to help you!"
Gosh, i hate sitting next to her. You would think that after a week of me yelling at her, our teacher would spread us apart.. no. And the thing is, i wasn't even sitting next to her until a week ago. When the classroom was sent into utter chaos.
Whew... not that that's off my chest, i'll move on a few more hours to 6th hour where in fact i take French 1-2. Yes, French 1-2. I didnt take language classes before this year. Needless to say, i'm in a classroom with a whole lot of freshman, who undoubtably believes they are the wittiest creatures on the face of this earth. But I can't believe how so retarded they are. With a simple question, they sit in there seats, staring at the teacher, as she so desperatley tries to help the kid say his line, when the kid has no idea of what he is about to say. Yet believes the answer, in time, will miraculously appear in his head. And i guess the way to be cool in the class, is to be a Fu**ing retard and know nothing, cause that will get you far. And to horribly discrace the language through not even catching the closest bit near the pronunciation of the word. It's like listening to a bunch a babies try to say "goo goo ga ga" and failing miserably. What's really sad is when the teacher says the word, and the student repeats it wrong, so she says i slower so the student can hear it all, yet the student will sitll not get it, ect ect. for the next five minutes.. Literally, For one instance:
teacher: Quoi ( which is like saying quad with no D)
Student: Kuwaiooo
Teacher: QUOI ( and this time, more easier to hear)
Student: Kuwaioooipoo...
etc. etc.
I couln't believe it, how could this student not understand it, it was the simplest thing in the world. Did he have some kinda disease? Maybe down-syndrome? No, he just a dumbass who can't listen correctly!
I got so irritated i just had to burst out..
Me: Quoi.. AS IN QUAD!
... the teacher is not happy that someone in the room know, but that didn't last long when the student responded which hopefully was not trying to be smart...
Student: Quad.
My world fell apart, did i have to spell it out to him? Did i have to say, "like Quad without the Freakin D!!??" Idiots! I love the subject to, but i hate the class. I feel so sorry for that teacher, it has to take a lot of patience.
Speaking of which, i feel really sorry for teachers now. I always hear students complain on how their teacher hates them, there discrimitive, they don't like them, their "hoes, and duestchbags". when in fact the majority of the time, your just a freaking Lazy Tard! Get up, realize that their teaching just perfectly and it is you who can't use your brain cause you're so spoiled by your parents, and also realize that this world is just a scapegoat. Face up to your faults, and take the blame that you suck, and your grade does too, because of you.
Now because of all this, i was an asshole today to everyone. But i guess i'd be a hypocrite if i blame this, so i suppose i shouldn't.
Well, today was great fun, and i volenteered at the country club for a little babysitting thing. All in al, it was fun. And afterwards we went home, got money and headed to the bowling alley for some DDR like usual. Same old Same old. Well lucky for us, the machine was open, and lance and i were up one game after another. Quite good. Well, my curfew to be home is 11ish, which varies from anywhere to 11.. to 11:25. Which is great, but it's 11:18, and i was pressured into waiting for our turn, which would be next. And the great guy in front of us, decided to do nonstop, or i.e. 4 songs.. one extra song. it's about time i needed to be actually in my home, when we leave. And the whole time, i've been nagged at by some hoe who is turning out to sound just like michelle what's-her-fat-face. I got really irritated and was so close to just slapping her a new face. but for courtesy of her friend and mine. I didn't. Also, Linda showed up and decided to join us. Which was great. She was there at like 10:55. She offered me a ride home, and i refused believing i wouldn't make it on time. Big mistake.
So they decide to stay, and were all there. And as we finally get out the door at a wonder 11:22. I need to be home in 3 minutes. Were actually making progress, until a nice little red wrangler jeep decides to pull in front of us, not allow us to go faster, in fact it made us go slower, and we couldn't pass it cause it wouldn't let us. I'm so glad they found this to their amusement cause this just costed me a great scolding lecture from the one and only "parents" (they call themselves). That wonderful move they made by slowing us down, made us move and take a different route, which was faster. But was much slower that what we would've had done.
I"m tired now, and there is much more to say, but i am tired, and so are my fingers. Goodnight.