Re: Exact quotes from my school agenda.
I guess I should be thankful that my school teaching staff is actually half-decent. They do give tough assignments, but it's most likely the I.S.D. enforcing this. I know that half of them would give us the least bit of slack if they wanted to. And on the rare occasion that they do get in a bit of an argument, they actually find a little bit of fun out of it as opposed to pretending that citizenship is only granted to those that come of age.
It's some of the administrative staff I don't like. I'll give two prime examples:
a) This was my very first week of high school, which didn't help with the rest of the crap that was going on. I ordered my books at the book-room (Issued by the assistant principal), and went home by car -- I avoid this when I can to keep my mom from getting agitated, due to living 15 minutes away from the school, gas being expensive, work, etc. It was when I got home far later that I realized that she had issued me an IPC book - I was in Pre-AP Biology. The next afternoon, I found time to head back to the book-room. My assistant principal explains to me that they were awaiting new Biology books...yet she gave me an IPC book. I didn't have the heart to ask "Why didn't you just tell me that then, you stupid bitch?", so I probably spent a week or so (and multiple car-rides home, to my aunt's dissapointment) trying to get that IPC book traded in.
b) Our school has a ninth grade center. My first and fifth period last year was at the main campus, though. Seeing how me and my friends usually got there with plenty of extra time, a lot of time was spent playing Wall-ball or other ball-sports outside the band hall. My ball history goes as follows:
-I accidentally kicked a soccer ball over.
-In an attempt to knock an ice-shelf down from a nearby sunroof, I offered a fellow band member my soccer ball to knock it down. It bounced right off and went on the roof.
-Another friend was being an asshole and threw a tennis ball over the roof.
-I was statue'd (I had to throw from that spot), and thought I could throw it over a low section of the building. I was wrong.
-A friend of mine that was generally new to our Wall-ball rules had to take a few tries to learn how to throw properly. Unfortunately, one of them went over.
-Another asshole.
Last year, among one of those lost balls, I decided to see if I could atleast get one of those down before risking another. I convinced one of the staff members to try and get a custodian to fetch a ball or two. This woman didn't look qualified for her job at all. It took about 10 minutes before she properly contacted the janitor, not to mention the awful Valley Girl accent.
I wait one week. No response. I decide to go down to the office and remind her that I told her this crap a week ago, wrote down my name, and even gave her my name, grade, and when to contact me. Unfortunately, that same woman was there. I take it that it was why I still didn't get a report two weeks later and just said "Screw it."
I guess I should be thankful that my school teaching staff is actually half-decent. They do give tough assignments, but it's most likely the I.S.D. enforcing this. I know that half of them would give us the least bit of slack if they wanted to. And on the rare occasion that they do get in a bit of an argument, they actually find a little bit of fun out of it as opposed to pretending that citizenship is only granted to those that come of age.
It's some of the administrative staff I don't like. I'll give two prime examples:
a) This was my very first week of high school, which didn't help with the rest of the crap that was going on. I ordered my books at the book-room (Issued by the assistant principal), and went home by car -- I avoid this when I can to keep my mom from getting agitated, due to living 15 minutes away from the school, gas being expensive, work, etc. It was when I got home far later that I realized that she had issued me an IPC book - I was in Pre-AP Biology. The next afternoon, I found time to head back to the book-room. My assistant principal explains to me that they were awaiting new Biology books...yet she gave me an IPC book. I didn't have the heart to ask "Why didn't you just tell me that then, you stupid bitch?", so I probably spent a week or so (and multiple car-rides home, to my aunt's dissapointment) trying to get that IPC book traded in.
b) Our school has a ninth grade center. My first and fifth period last year was at the main campus, though. Seeing how me and my friends usually got there with plenty of extra time, a lot of time was spent playing Wall-ball or other ball-sports outside the band hall. My ball history goes as follows:
-I accidentally kicked a soccer ball over.
-In an attempt to knock an ice-shelf down from a nearby sunroof, I offered a fellow band member my soccer ball to knock it down. It bounced right off and went on the roof.
-Another friend was being an asshole and threw a tennis ball over the roof.
-I was statue'd (I had to throw from that spot), and thought I could throw it over a low section of the building. I was wrong.
-A friend of mine that was generally new to our Wall-ball rules had to take a few tries to learn how to throw properly. Unfortunately, one of them went over.
-Another asshole.
Last year, among one of those lost balls, I decided to see if I could atleast get one of those down before risking another. I convinced one of the staff members to try and get a custodian to fetch a ball or two. This woman didn't look qualified for her job at all. It took about 10 minutes before she properly contacted the janitor, not to mention the awful Valley Girl accent.
I wait one week. No response. I decide to go down to the office and remind her that I told her this crap a week ago, wrote down my name, and even gave her my name, grade, and when to contact me. Unfortunately, that same woman was there. I take it that it was why I still didn't get a report two weeks later and just said "Screw it."




my school doesnt allow any type of hair period, and they have 0 tolerance... so if ur school wants to be racist, and suspend u, and u have witnesses, sue their asses, which, in this particular case, wud be applicable, so long as wut u say isnt bs
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