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Gah, just had a really irritating day, with teachers nagging at me around every sodding corner. Here's my day in a nutshell:
French - Ok, so I was 1% off the "pass-mark" for a verb test yesterday (which involved learning over 300 words, for a 24 question test - how sodding awkward can one person be?) and was told to return to the room today at lunch to "go over" the questions (I suck at French - nuff said. Despite the fact I'm in top set :D). However, alarm bells rung - what am I going to do about lunch? So, I decided to get my lunch and THEN go to the French room. I get it after running to the queue, go to the French room to find...nothing. Must've been one helluva quick "go over". So, I meet some of my friends who had to go their also, and they basically tell me that I have a 20 minute detention after school Monday (my first detention - yay!). Well, I'll be buggered if I'm going to a detention for something I haven't done wrong. Firstly, the teacher shouldn't've been cretinous enough to expect me to miss out my lunch for some French vocabularly that I'll probably never use. Hell, I have no plans on ever visiting France. Asked my dad and he said he'd support me, even give the teacher a rather nasty mouthful :D
Secondly - Maths. I had to go down to our school library here and print off some work. The librarians basically tutted as I entered the library in the first place, as if to say "get out of here as fast as you can" (meh, all the reason more to stay half an hour :P). So, I got the work done and was printing it. I stood by the printer, waiting for it when a moody cow-of-a-teacher's voice bellowed "everyone down in their seats! Now!". I stayed at the printer, as it would be in my hands in a few seconds. Then she took a shot at me, telling me to find a seat. I refused and so we argued back and forth and I stated that there's no point finding a sodding chair for 10 seconds, in which time my work will be out of the printer and I'll be finding my way back to my class (that certainly made the teacher shut up :D). It was very tempting to say "I've had a bad enough day already, and I don't need ignorant, power-mad teachers making it worse". Ah, I can still dream :D
Hmmm. Sodding teachers who think they're always right REALLY get to me. Still, it's fun to argue and prove them wrong, as I normally tend to do, and if they lower my grade, it's also fun to report them for that :D
Makes me wonder if a GCSE is really worth all this...
Flux.
PS - Please feel free to post your own arguments with teachers. Cheer me up :)
French - Ok, so I was 1% off the "pass-mark" for a verb test yesterday (which involved learning over 300 words, for a 24 question test - how sodding awkward can one person be?) and was told to return to the room today at lunch to "go over" the questions (I suck at French - nuff said. Despite the fact I'm in top set :D). However, alarm bells rung - what am I going to do about lunch? So, I decided to get my lunch and THEN go to the French room. I get it after running to the queue, go to the French room to find...nothing. Must've been one helluva quick "go over". So, I meet some of my friends who had to go their also, and they basically tell me that I have a 20 minute detention after school Monday (my first detention - yay!). Well, I'll be buggered if I'm going to a detention for something I haven't done wrong. Firstly, the teacher shouldn't've been cretinous enough to expect me to miss out my lunch for some French vocabularly that I'll probably never use. Hell, I have no plans on ever visiting France. Asked my dad and he said he'd support me, even give the teacher a rather nasty mouthful :D
Secondly - Maths. I had to go down to our school library here and print off some work. The librarians basically tutted as I entered the library in the first place, as if to say "get out of here as fast as you can" (meh, all the reason more to stay half an hour :P). So, I got the work done and was printing it. I stood by the printer, waiting for it when a moody cow-of-a-teacher's voice bellowed "everyone down in their seats! Now!". I stayed at the printer, as it would be in my hands in a few seconds. Then she took a shot at me, telling me to find a seat. I refused and so we argued back and forth and I stated that there's no point finding a sodding chair for 10 seconds, in which time my work will be out of the printer and I'll be finding my way back to my class (that certainly made the teacher shut up :D). It was very tempting to say "I've had a bad enough day already, and I don't need ignorant, power-mad teachers making it worse". Ah, I can still dream :D
Hmmm. Sodding teachers who think they're always right REALLY get to me. Still, it's fun to argue and prove them wrong, as I normally tend to do, and if they lower my grade, it's also fun to report them for that :D
Makes me wonder if a GCSE is really worth all this...
Flux.
PS - Please feel free to post your own arguments with teachers. Cheer me up :)
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Azul²°°³ wrote:
> My Comp Stud teacher smells of whisky.
>
> He's meant to be teaching us about VB 6, but he doesn't know a thing
> about it.
> Neither do I, but I find it pretty easy to understand, and probably
> know more about it that he does.
>
At least you get to use VB at YOUR school.
> My Comp Stud teacher smells of whisky.
>
> He's meant to be teaching us about VB 6, but he doesn't know a thing
> about it.
> Neither do I, but I find it pretty easy to understand, and probably
> know more about it that he does.
>
At least you get to use VB at YOUR school.
My Comp Stud teacher smells of whisky.
He's meant to be teaching us about VB 6, but he doesn't know a thing about it.
Neither do I, but I find it pretty easy to understand, and probably know more about it that he does.
He smells of whisky.
He's meant to be teaching us about VB 6, but he doesn't know a thing about it.
Neither do I, but I find it pretty easy to understand, and probably know more about it that he does.
He smells of whisky.
We have no system. You print what you want.
Plus, our computing class are getting the new Imacs, the ones with the cool flat screens on chrome cylinder swivel things.
Dam they're cool
Plus, our computing class are getting the new Imacs, the ones with the cool flat screens on chrome cylinder swivel things.
Dam they're cool
In my school you have to pay to print work off in the library, how Stoopid is that?
Heh heh :D
Dam right :D
Dam right :D
Ah, the wonders of Mr Loneskie, an old (and now, probably dead) Geography teacher we had 'back in the day'. There was 3 ways to deal with/he dealt with you...
1) Ask him about his dog. Remind him you've never heard the story before. Then find out about how the dog semi-saved his life from a burning house. 1 year later, the dog died.
2) Ask a question you really don't care for but want to waste time with - if it was Geography, he'd answer. But with his slur, it took a lesson to discover the simplest of things..
Of course, he..
3) Bangs around .. ooh .. 33 atlases (or is that atli) off the desk and screams in a low voice
"BELT UP!!!"
Oh the days..
1) Ask him about his dog. Remind him you've never heard the story before. Then find out about how the dog semi-saved his life from a burning house. 1 year later, the dog died.
2) Ask a question you really don't care for but want to waste time with - if it was Geography, he'd answer. But with his slur, it took a lesson to discover the simplest of things..
Of course, he..
3) Bangs around .. ooh .. 33 atlases (or is that atli) off the desk and screams in a low voice
"BELT UP!!!"
Oh the days..
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