Wednesday, September 2, 2009

my complaints on an awful grade

Laura,

I cant believe the grade Mrs. Freeman gave me on that economics project. She hates me I know it I can't stand her I mean yea I used to eat in her class and the was the occasional tardiness and texting. But honestly, is that truly enough to totally dislike me for the rest of the semester. It's bad enough that I'm having trouble in my math class but can't she make these assignments a little easier. It's almost as if she wants us to fail, like she doesn't even care. My personal opinion is that she is too old to be teaching she is at the age where only the perfect all "A" students make her happy. You know that age right before retirement when you would rather be at home raising your wiener dogs than at school teaching a bunch of snot nosed brats their ABCs. And I know I don't come in every morning to study and what not but that's only because she is so rude and she gives me this look every time I ask a question like "Are you stupid or something" its just this blank look as if i had said something totally irrelevant, which I didn't. I mean I try to stay on topic but it's just hard to understand and she knows that it's a difficult for me and it's almost as if she doesn't care. I just can't believe this is just another thing i have to worry about . I mean damn, this is like the last class I want to be stressed out about. This sucks man, my dad is going to be so mad at me. Curse Mrs.Freeman!!! I just don't get it why is she trying to make my life miserable. I mean she talkes down to me and calls me out in front of the whole class, almost as if she is trying to embarrass me. But it doesn't I just make a joke out of it. And that's when she gets really mad. She is just one of those super miserable people that are never happy. It's really weird.

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