It doesn’t even feel like I went to school today. I’m saying that while I’m home and comfortable and the two hours of school have been out of my mind all day, but it’s really not so bad. I do have to say though, I never have any idea what my math teacher is talking about. I listen intently throughout class, take plenty of notes, and still have no idea what we talked about. I couldn’t even tell you what we did today. My teacher could’ve been speaking Spanish for all the sense he was making. And it wasn’t just me, every time he said something the entire class would look around like he’d just spoken nonsense. Which he had. And then a student asked a question which made perfect sense to me, but he couldn’t understand. The kid said it twice, in two different ways and the teacher was like, I couldn’t understand what you were saying. “I couldn’t follow it. It didn’t make sense to me.”

Then he went through some long process to see if the set of numbers we had was even or odd. I still don’t know how that related to ANYTHING we were doing, but oh well. Actually, that’s what we did all day. Learn the difference between even and odd. He had some weird thing where you added the two numbers then subtracted 9, then added the next two digits and subtracted 9, and then added up the results and if they weren’t equal to some other minus 9, then the numbers weren’t even. NO FREAKING IDEA. It was the most bizarre lengthy process I had ever seen. It’s simple; all you do is count the number of odd first digits. If there’s an even number of odd first digits, then the set of numbers is even. If there is an odd number of odd numbers, the numbers are odd. It’s a big concept clearly. One that needs an hour of elaboration and expansion. He spent so long talking he didn’t even give us our homework in time. I had to get it from my cousin who stayed late to find out. It’s third grade review (literally) and it’s due Friday. How is it he can go to speaking nonsense to assigning us homework about evens and odds?

History is better but still bad because my only friend transferred out today, leaving me to sit by myself in a room full of strangers. On top of that, my teacher is requiring us to take notes a certain way. The most time/ room wasting way possible. You have to draw out a box for your name in the top right hand corner (yes you NEED a box) then you have to draw a line over the red line on the left side of your paper to mark where the questions go (yes, you need a line) on the first few lines of the page goes the essential question. There can be more then one, so if you run out of room you’re screwed. The notes go below the essential question, but you can’t use the rest of the page for them. At the bottom of the page you have to leave space to answer the essential questions. If you run out of room, you can’t erase the area for the answer, you have to start a new page, and draw everything out again. Four more days of this and I’m going to have to explain to my teacher why this is the dumbest thing in the world and that I won’t be using it. The worst part? He was the teacher who brought this style to our school. FML

I came home and knitted while watching a documentary about global warming, then the last two episodes of The Pillars Of The Earth, and then season three of The Office. Yes, my life really is that amazing.

Oh, God, you’re in a tight conversation with school. And dude the ALMOST exact thing happened to me. My math teacher was HORRIBLE. She’s even worse then my dad and I thought my dad was supposed to be the worst at teaching. At the beginning she was talking while mumbling she was eating some kind of melted chocolate while talking. It felt so freaking disgusting. Oh and she sounded gibberish as well. She just went pass some topics and just kept strolling I couldn’t keep up to make a question. And she was LITERALLY so mean. I asked her something that she said we were going to do at the end of the elluminate (class), but I forgot and when I asked she freaking blabbered it out like this: “Oh, looks like we got a question that I said we were going to do during the end of the elluminate, isn’t that right class?” Fuck you. At least my Science and Social Studies teacher was nice. They all noticed everybody even though there were like 200 kids in the class room even me. And then goddamn Math teacher can’t even realize me in a crowd of 73 kids.

Man, you’re school is just too easy. Oh and is your parent paying for your college. I’m thinking about exceeding all my subjects so the colleges will pay and I won’t have to struggle. Oh and Pre Algebra was today’s lesson. I had to do something like this:

(7x)+9=1993 and then go deeper into the situation. It took only an hour for my mom to teach me, but I was overwhelmed and sweating like crazy. LITERALLY. My mom’s favorite subject IS Math, and she’s also SOO good at it. So, lucky me I have her. Hope your day will end tomorrow great. Oh and comment on tomorrow’s post. You’re going to really like it. 😀

I have trouble remembering the few people I’ve known for years, so I can’t imagine what I must be like for teachers to have to memorize the names and faces of 80+ students in two weeks every year.

That’s an easy math thing, but still really advanced for you. One of my math problems tonight was “I: Prt”. I have NO IDEA how I’m supposed to solve that, or if I’m supposed to even have a number at the end of it. I skipped that problem completely, lol.