I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel right now.
Too many emotions are attacking me all at once.
I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing..
Slowly getting there. slowlyy.
I gave that to you. So hold on to it and use it well cause next time, there won’t be any more left.
During 4th Period,
I was in complete rage. YES, this is a rant post about the teacher that annoys me the most. I understand that sometimes being a teacher can be very hard and stressful, but there’s no need to yell at a class to relieve your stress. There are so many other ways you can express your feelings. Don’t freaking complain about how everything is our fault and that we’re the reason why you feel stressed. For god sake, it wasn’t even freaking US who made you all pissed off. It was a freaking kid from like 3 period before us. If a kid complains that you didn’t help them and goes to their parents and complains to you about it, FREAKING SUCK IT UP AND TAKE IT LIKE A NORMAL TEACHER WOULD. Just agree with the parent and do whatever you should do to be a that ONE teacher that the parent will always see as a good teacher. BUT that’s not what pissed us students off today.
FIRST: When a student ask for help, help them. Don’t freaking freak out on us and make US look like the bad person. I can understand why that student thought you never helped him. I agree and can seriously understand why that boy ran to his mom and complained that you never help him. FREAKING, YOU DON’T EVEN NOTICE YOUR OWN MISTAKES, AND YOU BLAME US. Don’t blame the freaking students for just doing their jobs. You’re out EDUCATOR and we are the ones who get EDUCATED. We ask you a question and you answer our questions, just like any other teachers would do. It pisses me off how you lecture us for 15 minutes about how this little boy “BETRAYED” you, and then you lecture us again for another 10 minutes, for asking you to many questions? WHAT KIND OF HUMAN BEING ARE YOU?! Who taught you how to be a teacher? Oh I’m sorry, was that rude? WELL FACE IT, because you don’t even know how to treat your damn students right. Don’t blame us for your mistakes.
SECOND: This is a damn LANGUAGE class. Don’t give us some crap and make us do random work from your other classes. We want to learn what we’re suppose to learn. Not some WORLD HISTORY GEOGRAPHICAL BULL CRAP. And please, if you don’t want to teach, don’t teach.. but give us something that RELATES TO THIS CLASS. YES?
THIRD: DON’T LECTURE US ABOUT THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER AGAIN. We understand everything when you say it once. Twice? That’s fine too. BUT FREAKING MORE THAN 5 TIMES IS JUST A PAIN IN THE ASS. Just shh… we got this. We understand. CALM DOWN. You sound like a broken record. No offense.
FOURTH: You’re always complaining about how you don’t get enough RESPECT from us. You’re the one who told us that respect is the NUMBER ONE key rule in surviving in this class. “You give me respect, I give you my respect.” … I DON’T SEE ANY DAMN RESPECT FROM YOU. You’re the one who’s blaming us about your mistakes… So umm. Can we blame you for our mistakes? Oh no wait.. that’s not possible because YOU’RE GONNA FREAKING GO AND CRY IN THE CORNER ABOUT IT.
FIFTH: You’re freaking stubborn. You don’t like opening up to other people’s thoughts or ideas and I can CLEARLY see it. You think everything you say is right. Since your the MASTER of the classroom, you think that everything goes YOUR WAY. No.. wrong. Nothing will ever go your way. Life is unfair. That’s exactly what you tell us, every time we tell you that something is unfair. FREAKING, LEARN FROM YOUR GOD DAMN WORDS. You tell us things and you don’t even do the same. Don’t tell us that everything you say is right cause it’s all bull crap and you’re wrong MAJORITY OF THE TIME. THE WORLD DOES NOT FREAKING REVOLVE AROUND YOU.
SIXTH: Your a fake. Enough said.
SEVENTH: I don’t like you. I never liked you. I’m mean, and I will always be mean. If you haven’t noticed, I’m a freaking rebel in that class. Be thankful I haven’t burned it down yet. If it wasn’t for your students… you wouldn’t even have a class. I don’t like you. And I will do things that’ll always piss you off. I’m a rude student and I know it. But on the other hand, since you’re a role model and half the things I learn is from you, maybe I can be corrupt like you and learn how to be a HORRIBLE PERSON. Respect? I’ll give you my respect when I see yours.
I can’t seem to write alot of my feelings down on tumblr anymore, because everyone starts to worry. It kinda sucks.
