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Friday, August 19, 2005
When I thought all hope was lost...
This week has really been a shitty one. Nothing amazingly fun had happened, except my Global classes *English and History*. We had been studying some ancient civilizations, and cave art... and such... ^_^ I did a few special depictions... when we did a project with it. <_<->_> Bender...
Well, I have been trying like crazy to change my drafting class, and have missed a few lunch periods in the pursuit of said change. When the appointment books were put out yesterday, I was the first on it... and through a series of events, was forced to go today. When I confronted my counsiler about my distaste for the class, and the grading system and such of said teacher... He seemed unfaded.
He pretty much told me flat out, no! He made the whole "I can't make an exception for you... for I'd have to do it for everyone else," argument. He also hounded me as to when I had wanted the change... I'll leave you with a bit of dialoge.
"Strack *Counsiler*: How long have you wanted to change this class.
Me: Since the day after school let out.
Strack: Why hadn't you called the school and asked for a change?
Me: I did, and the assistant in the office said all the councilers left on break, and wouldn't return to *insert date that is suddenly right before school starts... like one day before*.
Strack: Well, that is true, I'm on a 9 month contract, and am off the rest... but why didn't you leave a message for me?
Me: Because the assistant said you didn't return until that point, so it'd be futile, and probably get lost.
Strack: Well... um..."
He wished for me to confront the teacher *which I have on numerous occasions* and if I were still pissed/fustraited/enraged... That I could have my parent's speak with him... and maybe something would change.
This left a very foul taste in my mouth... and I had forced myself to grin and bare it... and return to the dreaded class. It really sickened me to force a happy/smiling student. I put up with the facade to the point of being sick to my stomach.
This all said... my mom's my hero. She had let me attempt this myself, and upon my failer, has gotten envolved. She has an appointment Monday about it. I owe her soo much...
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Well, I've been having some very interesting conversations with elf about. She's been providing some deep thought, and gladly sending it my way. ^_^ I love to contemplate alot of things, and it really helps.
She had made me realize how miniscule my complaints are *however seldom they be*... for a friend of hers has to make a decision... to end one of two lifes. T.T
Hm... wow... well, I'm off to my dads... I'll be back soon. I miss you all. |
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