So I can't really think of anything to write about right now. My mind is like...bleh. So I think I'll just write things about Spanish. So I have Spanish with Ms.Castro or however you spell her name. She's Ok, but like in the middle when it comes to niceness. I had a Spanish teacher in eighth grade who was sooo nice. She was probably nicer than like all the French teachers together. Her name was Ms.Canfield and she never called on you unless you raised your hand. It was like, my favorite class ever. But now, in Spanish 3, I get so nervous. I hate getting called on since I don't remember shit from the previous years. (XD)
I have Spanish three days in a row which is pretty depressing since two of those days, I have like an hour and a half. The time go by sooooo sloowwwww in that class. Everytime i look up at the clock, the minute hand like dsappears or something. Yesterday, the teacher called on me and I thought i got it right. Then she was like, don't you understand me? I was like uhhm. noo.... The class sort of laughed and then I finally found out what she was saying. She was telling me to conjugate obtain and i was like ohhhhh... wth. the rest of the day went by pretty quickly. I hate events like this where I don't know what the hell the teacher is saying and then I just look at her and shes like, looking back without saying anything. I think this only happens in Spanish since all my other classes, we speak in English. I just don't understand why like all the teachers expect us to remember everything that we've learned from the past two years of our lives and then automatically pull it out. I mean there's like a two month gap between the end of last year and the start of this year. I can't remember anything from last year. And no. im not going to sacrifice my break after like six months of school. I dont think I can concentrate long enough to study every day of the summer anyways.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
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