Ok so I have a paper to write for English class, you know the senior term paper one, no big deal. Gotta have a works cited page. Sure, fine, whatever. Bib cards are graded. OK get it got it good rolleyes . I get a D- on my bib cards...oookkay talk2hand . So the teacher says I have to redo them, about 10 of them, and so on. Hmm....well along with the next 10 I gotta do and the 50 something notecards, that should take me oh say 2 hours. That is if whoever I'm citing was nice enough to make their sources clear and simple. Which they weren't. Fine 3 hours. MLA handbook doesn't help me much because my sources are a "special case." Ok then, stay after school to get help on these evil bib cards. (Note: I have early dismissal and usually get out at 1:30, but in order to stay after school I had to use my study hall instead of going home. School doesn't let out until 2:20) Teacher was busy working with another student for some time, fine, I'm in no hurry. 2:35 comes around (now after school 1 hour longer than what I'm use to). Ok my turn now. I ask him my questions. He mumbles his half-@$$ answers. Not much help but good enough for now.
Go home and spend my weekend trying to decipher where my idiot sources are coming from. Ok I think I figured it out. Yay. Could have done fun stuff over the weekend but for once I was being the "good student" (not too good because I put off my computer programming homework which happens to be my worse class but I did get a D- in English and this is for my term paper so it holds a little more importance. Behind in C++ now.) When I get back to school, the teacher extends the due date for the bib cards to Thursday.... stare . So I wasted my weekend basically. Well at least they're done. Thursday comes, I turn in my cards like a good little girl.
Today I get them back with a C+.... stare because that's the highest score he'll give us if we work are fingers to numbs. Working the to the bone earns a B+. Bloody pulsing hands gives us an A. And for those hard core students and A+ is achieved by either banging the teacher or loosing all trace of one's humanity. So I get a C+, fine...better than a D- anyway. I can bring it up on the next quiz (is a quiz master xd ). Well well well...what do we have here? I wonder as I look at new pink marks on my re-done bib cards...Oh I see.
The first ones I did were correct?
Yup.
So I wasted my weekend and got a low score in another class for no reason?
Ah yup.
mad stressed evil evil scream scream gonk gonk crying crying stare
So what you're saying is you're an incompetent butt hole?
Duh huh. Yup, I guess so mrgreen .
neutral *reaches for dull rusty blade and jabbs English teacher in the eye*
Oh and this just in: Senior quotes are due Wednesday. I didn't find out until today during 4th period. Apparently my English teacher was suppose to give us the sheets we fill out to put our Senior quotes on last week. He hasn't even mentioned them. I only have tomorrow to settle on a quote....*takes chopsticks out of hair now and shoves them up his nose and pulls out his brains.* Oh nothing in there stare crud now I need new chopsticks.
 little tigeress · Mon Nov 21, 2005 @ 09:38pm · 0 Comments |
