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Graaagh!


GMan

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My day was filled with intrusions by the moronic things called teachers... Gack... I sat at several cold, machine-made desks, having alleged 'facts' being crammed into my mind although they'll likely be outdated by the time I graduate, all for the purpose of my so-called 'education', in an aging heap of concrete just waiting for a single incident to topple it horribly. Pfft. So my first three classes went moderately okay, but when I got to Social Studies, it went downhill. Everything was fine for most of the class, until a stupid, nitwitted assistant teacher obnoxiously ordered me to work more on a paper I'd already finished in class. She kept insisting, when I had already done all I could on it, but she persisted, and I got angry, and I got in trouble. The dolt-brained assistant teacher exaggerated the whole thing, and this made it hard to explain to another teacher, not my Social Studies teacher however, but anyways, it was a mess and I ended up in trouble, and behind on my work in Social Studies, due to that irritating, arrogant assistant teacher who didn't even see the work I did on the paper, and I wasn't even on that page when she came over and ruined my day. So then I went to lunch after trying to get my point across to the teacher, and ten minutes after that, the guidance counselor pulled me into his office and he didn't get it either. I tried talking and explaining, but it was a waste of air sadly, and I spent THE REST OF MY LUNCH IN THAT OFFICE trying to make my point understood. And guess what? The thought of having even a small amount of time to while away without stress was the only thing keeping me motivated throughout my school day to avoid going berserk and trying to strangle my classmates. After that, I went to my science class (late of course) which I managed to get through. Anyways, I'm glad I got that all out... I hate being human.

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God, Yes. The other day my Philosophy Teacher reached down for the EIGHT TIME to say that I shouldn't be taking notes so as to pas the Exam, but scribbling on A3 Paper...and I killed her. Burned her face off.

 

'Course, now I won't pass the Paper, being in Jail...but there's always Next Year, uh?

 

(hee hee hee, I mess with your brains.)

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While I'm sure this was a very upsetting experience, please try to refrain from threats of violence, jokingly or otherwise. And take it easy on the assistant, they're still learning; chances are, they realized they were wrong, but didn't want to back down to make themselves look bad. That's life for you, not fair, but not much you can do.

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