I never wanted to take the class.
I never needed the class.
And I (of course) don't like the class.
But some authority of mine (ohh... parents) believe it will help. With what?
So far. Math.
I. Love. Math.
I. Can. Do. Math.
I do not need help on math.
I'm not trying to be cocky, but I guess I am.
So call me cocky.
I don't need this class.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
annoying distractions
So I'm sitting in my 4th hour class waiting for the bell to ring.
It's a new semester, and a new history class, so I'm wondering what the teacher would be like.
Mr. P walks in, and pulls up a PowerPoint with three words written on it:
Emperor
Empire
Imperial
The task was to make a list of pop culture things that relate to these words. But I sat there for about a minute of the five minutes he let us brainstorm with nothing on my paper.
Besides the Emperor's New Grove, (ha.) nothing came into mind until I looked and the middle word again. How did I miss it before?
Then the next four minutes I didn't add anything else because I was so obsorbed with what I wrote down.
"The Empire State Building"
Huh. So much for paying attention in class today.
It's a new semester, and a new history class, so I'm wondering what the teacher would be like.
Mr. P walks in, and pulls up a PowerPoint with three words written on it:
Emperor
Empire
Imperial
The task was to make a list of pop culture things that relate to these words. But I sat there for about a minute of the five minutes he let us brainstorm with nothing on my paper.
Besides the Emperor's New Grove, (ha.) nothing came into mind until I looked and the middle word again. How did I miss it before?
Then the next four minutes I didn't add anything else because I was so obsorbed with what I wrote down.
"The Empire State Building"
Huh. So much for paying attention in class today.
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