Ready..... aim..... FIRE!
and down goes my annoying old Maths teacher who couldn't teach for nuts. Peanuts, walnuts, cashew nuts, any nuts in the world. I swear, he sucks THAT much.
I bet he can't teach for candy either.
and if he can, I hope all his teeth rot and fall out of his mouth.
Wow, does that sound bad and blasphemous or what? And if I didn't read 'The Lottie Project" by Jacqueline Wilson, I wouldn't have come across that phrase, EVER.
And I mean the bad and blasphemous one, not the teaching for candy. ;)
I swear, he just bulldozes through every single sub topic, and half the girls in my class don't know what the hell he's talking about. And if I was like them, I doubt I would be able to either. He doesn't even
listen to the girls when they tell him to slow down. He was just like "Okay, all questions are now closed. If you can't keep up, that's your problem."
W.T.F.
Isn't he just the nicest teacher in the world? And he has this dull, monotonous voice that drones on and on and on and on and on and if I didn't like maths so much, I would honestly fall asleep. In fact just to try, I put my head on the table and closed my eyes and it was almost like in an American teen movie where the teacher doesn't shut up.
He didn't shut up for half an hour.
And I didn't take anything in during that half an hour.
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It's so windy outside now, it's like my own natural hair dryer. Because I just washed my hair, so I went outside and stood there with my head upside down and fluffed up my wet hair and the wind blew it dry.
I swear.
But when I stood back up properly, my hair looked like a mushroom. Sweat. And it wasn't
that dry so I had to have a go at it with the REAL hair dryer. LOLz. It's not so mushroom-looking now.
Have I mentioned how much I
hate mushrooms?
Probs why Yan and I called our maths teacher that in Form 1.
Now wouldn't you just
love to know who she/he is?
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