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Friday, October 14, 2005
substitue teacher
today we had that loud and vicious ghetto substitute teacher. At the end of the day i always sit on the table and my teacher doesn't care. He sits in his cahir and talks to me. This horrible bitch of a sub yells at me for sitting on the table so i get off. A little while later i forgot that she had told me that and i sat down again. She starts yelling at me at the top of her lungs and gives me detention. I asked her (pleading on the verge of tears) why she yells all day and she says "okay! now this is personal!" and she starts yelling at me for about 8 minutes. i was just about to freak out when my other teacher Mr. Christian came in and told me and everyone else (3 people) that we were gonna go to his classroom til buscall because we do that at the end of the day. but he did it randomly in the middle of something. he was saving me. i cried, and i still am. i fucking hate her and i want her to die!
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