So right now I am sick. And I was sick the past two days. And I have a semisprained ankle. So I stayed out of school yesterday, even though I had a math quiz. I can't help feeling like shit. I come into school and have a pretty nice day, until I get to math class. My teacher is your typical old man who has probably never gotten laid in his life and takes it out on other people. To put it short and sweet and to the point, he is an asshole. My mom's boyfriend's exgirlfriend had him as a teacher. I knew from the beginning of the school year that I wouldn't like him but today was the last straw.

So After I compy down the homework from the board, he comes up to me and sits next to me. (Creepy?) "And where were you yesterday?" He talks to me like I did something bad. I know I have been absent a few times before, but he acts like I'm cutting his class. I can't help being sick. So he starts yelling at me in front of the class about how he places make ups on the scale with root canals.... How bad of an analogy is that?.... Seriously, make ups aren't that bad... He acts like grading papers is something he doesn't want to do. If so, why the FUCK is he a TEACHER? I mean seriously.... As a teacher, you're going to have to GRADE MAKE UPS!!!! It's just like any other test, how hard can it be. I'm sure he has a key for it.

He also said that the next time I'm absent, he's going to make a make up test that he can't even pass. So how the fuck is he supposed to grade it?

I'm really sick of dealing with this asshole's shit. He treats the entire class like we're worthless idiots and I haven't even learned anything. I hate it. But if I do pass this math class, I don't have to take any more math classes as a high school student. Last day of school, I plan on flipping him off and telling him to suck it.

Ok, I gotta get to writing. Bye