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• Karate Student.
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• Joshiperson

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• 2005
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Thursday, August 16, 2007

   Maths teachers have no lives. Watashi no sugaku no sensei wo kurosutaidayo!!
My maths teacher has no life. (For my school freinds who forget which one I have, He's the bald paedophile with thick glasses.( remember now?))(I'm not just complaining here either because I think that this was actually kinda funny today.)

So. Today in maths in the last period of the daywe were doing our usual simultanious equasions and as usual I understood about as much as a 10 year old would have. (I'm terrible at maths) I was talking with a friend of mine when the teacher said to me to simply leave the room and teach myself! He also said to come back after the period. (He's such a bad teacher I'd probably move up several bands if I did this regularly lol.) I left and then at the end of the period returned inside. He then told me: "See me tomorrow before school and show me tonights homework." To which I replied: Okay, but what is tonight's homework? ( as I expected something like oh i don't know, A PAGE NUMBER OR SOMETHING?! hehe) My teacher then said in the most patronising way possible: "The homework I set." By this stage after all the crap he's given me in the last 3 years, I'd had it. I told him: " F**k off." and went home.

I have no time for people who test my patience like him and scew me around in my recent state of mind he's lucky to have escaped unharmed. (I have even contemplated killing my own father!) When I got home, I realised that he had called my parents about it. The funny thing is, they bareley listened to me because they wanted my version of the story. hehe. What a loser.
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