Dec 14, 2004 16:14
anatomy final= 100%
english final= 98%
spanish final= tomorrow
psych final= none =]
art final= failed that shit.
government final= thursday
math final= 90%
soo.. this is gonna be long.
anatomy is a hard fucking class. i had a 76% in there before i took my final. i studied my ass off and aced that bitch, but i just checked my grades, and my grade only went up to a 78%. what the fuck. finals are supposed to be a big part of your grade, and uhh, shouldn't it have gone up a little more than just 2 fucking points? yeah, i think so.
english. that class is retarded. we had a stupid intern teach us nothing but bullshit all year so far, and now he's gone, but not doing our grades. i currently have 4 zero's for 4 different assignments, that i did, and that are worth 424 points total. and if he would enter them into my grades, my grade would definetely go up. i did the fucking work, and now he's all busy with his school work and doesn't have time to enter our grades. if he wasn't going to have time to grade them, then he never should've fucking assigned them. hfrkhgkls.
spanish is by far my easiest class. i've taken 1, 2, and 3, but i got put back into 1 this year. i have never got an F on anything in that class, but the teacher pisses me off more than anything. there are like 7 of us in class that have taken/know spanish already, so she doesn't assign us the same work as the kids who've never had spanish before. she doesn't assign us any work. she says we should know what we are supposed to be doing. okay, we might know the language, but how the fuck are we supposed to know what assignments and work she wants us to do. she gives me death stares everyday when im sitting there not knowing what i should be doing, and after i've done a buttload of work, not knowing if thats what she wanted me to do or not. so i tell her maybe if she would let me know what to do, then i would do it and not sit there doing nothing, and she replies back with "You know what you should be doing, You should be doing spanish'. uhhhh. so i have no idea what to look over or study for my final. i can't stand her.
psychology. i just found out that im in the second half of that course after christmas which is just fucking dandy considering i fucking hate that class. we do the same thing day after fucking day, and no one learns anything. we study before tests, but its not like he makes it interesting because after we test on it no one remembers.
art. i took my final yesterday. art is an easy class, right? fucking wrong. we had a 60 question final. i didnt know there were 60 different things to know about art. and she put every little thing she might've mentioned once or twice throughout the course of the semester, and didnt let us know what would be on it. i failed it. it was hard. fuck art.
government. we have a 50 question final on thursday, 40 of which will be terms from 4 different chapters in the book. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun. whatever.
and math. thats the only class im actually happy with. i turned in all my assignments from when i was suspended, even though they were wayyy late, and she gave me full credit =]. and then i passed my final with an A, so yeah. im happy with that class.
marianna pissed me off today. she asked for a ride home and i told her no because i already have 5 people to take, and she started givin me attitude and shit. no honey. she starts with the guilt trip on how she has no one else to take her home and how she'll sit on someone's lap if she has to. is that my problem? shouldn't you work your rides out sometime before theres only an hour left in school? yeah, i think so.
then adam pissed me off too. he stopped riding with us to and from school which was damn fine with me, then all of a sudden he's back in my car. im at hannah's this morning and he's like can i get a ride? what am i supposed to say? so he got a ride, and that was it. well then im walking to my car this afternoon, and i turn around and what do ya know? there he is. im sorry, but you can just pick and choose days you wanna ride with me and days you don't. especially when you dont have one fucking ounce of personality and dont pay me any gas money EVER. he fucking comes over to our table at lunch and just sits there. he doesnt talk, he doesnt move. he's kinda like a statue, just sitting there, wasting space. i dont get the fucking kid. he needs to make friends, and get away from me. he's a big boy, he doesn't need to follow me everywhere i go. ahhhhhhhhhh im so pissed off right now.
i just called my brother and told him im coming to pick him up, and hes like 'okay, whatever'. im sorry i pulled you away from your boyfriends you fucking faggot, but you stood me up yesterday and we got shit to do.
mmk im leaving. DAMN, this is long. i'll be surprised if i get 2 comments, and one of thems not me replying back to someone. (hint hint fucks)
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