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Friday, August 24, 2007


   rgaggfa
I'm going to hate Fridays until the middle of December. I've got two classes today, back to back, Biology and Astronomy. I would like Biology, and I could like Astronomy, but I won't. The reason, 13:00 - 22:00. Yeah, that's nine hours of classes. I'm going to be in one of the places I hate most in the entire world for nine hours straight. Not only that, but I've already done the first Biology class so I'm going to be doing nothing for the first five hours. And I'm not in a good way today. I can't say sick, but it's close enough. I can't move. But I can't miss today because this is the first day for these classes, offically. I started biology last semester but dropped because I didn't have time for it. So the first two classes are done. I had this problem last semester too, only it was English and Biology. for some stupid reason, this school only provides a five hour Biology class and it's always on a day when you've got another class either right in front of it or right behind it. I've got serious issues with this school, with any school, but especially this one. The profs. try to get you calling them by their first names, because they're your friends. No teacher of any kind has ever been my friend. I even have friction with my mother's sister and sister in law. I don't want to be in school. I know I have to be, so I put up with it. Some say that I'm not putting up with it, but I'm going to the stupid classes and I'm doing the requirement to get a transferrable grade. That's the best they can hope for because this is nothing short of torture for me. I'm serious when I say I'd rather be in the worst prison this country has to offer. I'd rather be digging trenches. Hey, even with all the mine collapses, I'd rather be mining coal. I'd rather do almost anything else then sit there and do what these people are telling me to do. I'm so sick of telling them how to say my name, of writing out my name, filling in the bubbles, answering questions, playing stupid games to get to know the other people. Know what? They don't want to be there either! It's one of the most miserible places in the world, a school. No one is there to make nice. They're there to do the stupid test and get out. At this age we've got friends and we don't want or need anymore. We'll make "class friends" but that's it. After the class is done you don't talk again. I guess the prof. failed in the student bonds. Oh god, I'm going to be sick. There's no way I can sit through nine hours of these people. They're all so stupid! I haven't learned a single thing from being in this school. I didn't even learn when I was at the other school. If I did then it must've been something so irrealivante to life that I forgot it. Okay, I need a plan of action. I'm leaving for classes in two hours. I've got to suddenly get better, yeah right. This whole post probably sounds really angry, oh it's not even half of it.

Cami, again, I'm so sorry to hear about Catnip. He was a good bird.

SGAH
FYWR

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