Today, I really wanted to beat the poopie out of you. No joke. I've been tolerating you since the first day and trying to hold myself back from doing so, but you're just too much. I swear, we complain every single day during the dissection. WHY DON'T YOU EVER FUDGING LISTEN TO ME? If you have, we wouldn't have lose that many points. If that's not enough, why couldn't we come in after school to catch up?! We're behind already and I want to catch up so we have time for the make-up points, which we need. BUT NO. You kept saying that we don't need it. Tomorrow's the last day, and we're not even close to finish yet. Hello Miss, I actually care about my grades. "I care about my grades too." Umm, sure you do. I don't see any effort that you're putting forth to prove what you've claimed.
Don't give me all your BS:
"Then that's your problem."
"Maggie, just shut up and stop yelling !"
"No, I'm not coming in after school. We're not behind, so we don't need to."
"You're getting on my nerves !"
"Don't slam the book."
"You need to just get over yourself !"
WOW, thanks for your advices. I'll remember you for this.
Oh, you're so smart. Do you recall what you said?
"A human's small intestine could wrap around the world."
Seriously?! Did you really said that? I literally went LOL, hysterically.
You've clearly proved yourself to me.
Thank goodness that after tomorrow, I don't have to work with you anymore. I can't stand you for any longer. I've had enough of you and I'm done with it. Goodbye, "donkey"hole.
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