Monday, March 3

Math.

I can't stand math. I mean I used to. Up until this year I liked it. Up until sophomore year I competed in it. I just don't like this teacher. She has some sort of messiah complex. Like everything she teaches us is supposed to just sink right in. She expects too much of us honestly. I don't have the time to come after school because when I get back she always has some place else to be. Which is fine because that's not something we could fix, but that's a reason why we ask questions in class. But anytime we ask a question it's always "Well you should have come after school. I don't want us to get behind." ARE YOU KIDDING THERE ARE LITERALLY ONLY TWO KIDS IN YOUR CLASS FUCKING TEACH US. And anytime she does choose to show us how to work a problem she's so passive aggressive and that's so obnoxious. We can't even talk to her on a professional level. I'm sorry I'm trying to pass your class and you're making us feel like we're idiots. I would loooooooove to transfer into a different class, because she's the only teacher in this entire school I can't even put up with. Just because you've been doing this for years doesn't mean anything. It just means you've been doing this for a long time. Get over yourself.

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