Need to blow off some steam? Do it Here!Ill start.Well my f*cking P.E teacher makes us do TONS of health units, and gym is my favorite subject (espicially with all the crappy ones in high school) and he makes us do notebooks (write down our notes) and hand them in. So continuing, my average was at a 97. So then he gives me back one of those f*cking useless notebooks, and hands me a 50, because I left out one note! I was like wtf, this is gym not freaking english class.anyways that just pissed me off today, and I nearly punched out this guy who bumped into me on the stairs. :ranting:
I already made a thread on this a long time ago and it didn't work. Thanks for trying.As Borat says...NOT!!!!!
Literature teacher.Ugh.So in class we were having a dscussion about "The Things They Carried". Anyway, my teacher made an in-depth observation about the book that was really impressive. So, then my class is all like "Wow". And then my teacher says, "That isn't really that deep". Then (I was in the back of the class) said, "I would've love to have read your college pappers if you don't consider that deep". Then my teacher got really mad at me. After my comment a couple of classmates were laughing, not sure why. She misinterpereted (or maybe didn't hear all of it) what I said. She got really mad at me. Then I tried to tell her what I said. She completely shut me off. My teacher told me that I had cracked a wise-joe remark about college. When I really hadn't. She ignored my clarification. So then I was mad for the rest of the class. Several times my teacher was like, come back and pay attention. I was like, how about you do it to me. (I didn't say it out-loud). After class (which went on forever) I went up to my teacher and clarified what I had said. She apoligized to me and said that she was concerned about the clas getting out of hand. I know she apologized, but it still bothers me.Oh, and today we had a game. One of my teamates threw the ball away. It was stole by some 6'5" guy (I'm 5'6") and it was only me between him and the basket. I was running in front of him. So he's coming to the basket. I end up in an awkward posistion where I can't draw a charge or block the shot. So I turn around. He comes up to me, hits me, and makes the layup. Guess what the dumb refs did? They called an and-one. So while the guy was shooting his free-throw I was arguing with the refs about it. They were like, you touched him all the way to the basket. They said that over and over again. I was like, he's a foot taller than me, what do you want me to do? block the shot? I also told the refs that I had turned around, and wasn't even looking at the dude. But all the refs would say is, you touched him all the way to the basket. They were like some !@#$ robots. Man, I was mad. I'm lucky I didn't get a tehcnical foul. Dumb refs! :ranting: :ranting: :ranting: :ranting:
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Pacers fan forever @ Dec 14 2006, 10:19 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div><div class='quotemain'>Literature teacher.Ugh.So in class we were having a dscussion about "The Things They Carried". Anyway, my teacher made an in-depth observation about the book that was really impressive. So, then my class is all like "Wow". And then my teacher says, "That isn't really that deep". Then (I was in the back of the class) said, "I would've love to have read your college pappers if you don't consider that deep". Then my teacher got really mad at me. After my comment a couple of classmates were laughing, not sure why. She misinterpereted (or maybe didn't hear all of it) what I said. She got really mad at me. Then I tried to tell her what I said. She completely shut me off. My teacher told me that I had cracked a wise-joe remark about college. When I really hadn't. She ignored my clarification. So then I was mad for the rest of the class. Several times my teacher was like, come back and pay attention. I was like, how about you do it to me. (I didn't say it out-loud). After class (which went on forever) I went up to my teacher and clarified what I had said. She apoligized to me and said that she was concerned about the clas getting out of hand. I know she apologized, but it still bothers me.Oh, and today we had a game. One of my teamates threw the ball away. It was stole by some 6'5" guy (I'm 5'6") and it was only me between him and the basket. I was running in front of him. So he's coming to the basket. I end up in an awkward posistion where I can't draw a charge or block the shot. So I turn around. He comes up to me, hits me, and makes the layup. Guess what the dumb refs did? They called an and-one. So while the guy was shooting his free-throw I was arguing with the refs about it. They were like, you touched him all the way to the basket. They said that over and over again. I was like, he's a foot taller than me, what do you want me to do? block the shot? I also told the refs that I had turned around, and wasn't even looking at the dude. But all the refs would say is, you touched him all the way to the basket. They were like some !@#$ robots. Man, I was mad. I'm lucky I didn't get a tehcnical foul. Dumb refs! :ranting: :ranting: :ranting: :ranting:</div>That all ways happens, In basketball, you can never get position sometimes, and people go crazy and always call the fall, I hear you man.
My basketball goal just broke....I got fluid around my heart like 4 damn times, the chick who I think is hot as hell is ghetto as anyhting, and I hate Bill Walton.
We did a big essay that is going to be our first grade next semester and I put in a whole bunch of racist stereotypes in it. sh*t... Now, I wish I hadn't done that. :brickwall:
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (BrewCityBuck @ Dec 14 2006, 09:32 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}></div><div class='quotemain'>F*ck hippies...and F*ck me for not being as strong and sexy as S2S.</div> :shifty2: :flex: Someday, BCB, someday...
Yeah, last game we committed a turnover, and the other dude was on a fastbreak and was going in for the layup. I come running down, and I challenge his shot. He misses it, and the ball darts to the sideline. I clearly was going to get it, and then the guy friggin shoves me out of the way, gets the ball, and goes in for the layup. I never say anything to the refs, but I was pretty pissed.
I pretty much just F*cked up my eye so bad messing around with friends. Lets just say I took a cell phone in the eye.So I am ranting on cell phones and how much they hurt to take one is the eye.
