Hello. This chapter is just a bunch of rants that I've wanted to say for awhile or maybe they're recent... really it's just random rants.
My English teacher at the beginning of the year: "I know you guys go home with a lot of homework. That's why I don't give very much. Because I am a nice, chill teacher."
Yesterday: "Okay so you have to finish this page today and hand it in to me before 5th hour. In other words... you have two minutes. I'll hand out your homework while you do it."
It was four pages, plus like ten lessons on a website called NoRedInk.
Now, sure, that doesn't seem like much. "It's just English!"
Yeah, well guess what? When that's added to 15 minutes of conjuguemos(?), a Spanish worksheet, 20 minutes of Duolingo, a huge French test soon, tons of math, another huge test in Biology that I know nothing about, reading homework that's actually hard, and vocabulary, it gets to be a bit much, doesn't it?
Also, I have a different friend that likes to randomly ram into me and make me stumble and I don't know if she does it on purpose but it bothers me so much. I don't have many classes with her, but she wouldn't generally have a chance to do it during school anyway. She does cross country with me though and she does it literally all the time. A couple times I've almost fell onto concrete because of it. I know nothing too bad probably would have happened, but running with scraped knees and arms wouldn't have been fun.
We were running a few days ago and we were supposed to jog a mile down and then sprint one back. So we started jogging and the fastest runners started yelling at us for going too fast. We slowed down. They said we were still going too fast. We slowed down to a step-jog. They were still mad at us. Like, excuse me? Just speed up? You're supposed to be going faster? So they were still angry and then me and my friends were angry because they were yelling at us. My friend actually started walking and she was going faster. That's how slow we were going, and they were behind us. Eventually we were like, "No. I'm not doing this." So we left them behind. They can go the speed they want, though they'll only benefit from going faster, but they shouldn't yell at us for doing what we're supposed to be doing.
One more thing:
When I got home today I had a lot to do. I already said the basics of what I had for homework yesterday, and today it was the same but slightly altered and different material, if that makes sense. Plus I still had to shower and eat. My brother needed help with homework and my sister (not the one that has Wattpad) was getting frustrated with him because she wasn't explaining it well and he wasn't listening, so it wasn't going well. I was like, "Fine. Whatever. I can help him." So I did and at first it went well. He learned what he was supposed to. And then we get to the last question.
It basically just asked him to write the steps on how to do it. Now, I'm gonna add in here that my brother hates erasing things. So when he messes up he got frustrated because for some reason he doesn't want to just turn the pencil around and erase. I don't know why. Then, he decided to just scream at me. I hadn't even said anything yet. Then when I told him to stop screaming, he ripped up his homework. I went to tape his homework and he ran to the dining room and shoved chairs against the wall and dented it a couple times. At this point I had given up on the homework and was just trying to get him to stop screaming and shoving chairs around. I grabbed his hand to get him to stop at the same time that my older sister came in and heard my brother screaming and me grabbing his hand. She yelled at me.
That made me so mad. She wouldn't even listen to me. It's not my fault that my brother was in a bad mood and decided to act like that. Then when my mom got home I got yelled at some more. My younger sister witnessed the whole thing and she didn't say anything. It made me so angry, I was about to kill someone.
So yeah. That's been my week so far. How are you?
Have a [maybe vegan] cookie.
