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Yeah, I know I'm moaning again. But I just need to say that I hate my school's organization. I don't just hate it, I hate it. Like in "Fuck off".
And I hate it that it's always ME. Me who is one of the three (!) ONLY ones who have to chose different subjects because our shitty school couldn't handle one class of social sciences so they had to break it up.
I really feel messed around.
And I thought there wouldn't be much my school could do to me. No, they let me have my desired classes (with the desired teachers or at least with those who are less bad) for two weeks only to make it more miserable by changing that. I hate all of them. If I could I would change to another school. Mine has a very serious organization problem...
Oh and the best part was the "Can you live with that?".
I loved it. It was as if I could choose. Ha. Choose. As if! I wouldn't be in MY classes even if I said I couldn't. They just would have forced me.
By the way... why do I have to be so caring? If I didn't think about the class that had to break up I would have said "no" instead of the shy "If there's no other way"...
Come on, pity me... It seems bad luck has glued itself to me. This just can't be pure chance..
As if three people would be enough to make room for a third of a class... It won't make any difference. Stupid teachers. Everything's just so damn stupid...
And I hate it that it's always ME. Me who is one of the three (!) ONLY ones who have to chose different subjects because our shitty school couldn't handle one class of social sciences so they had to break it up.
I really feel messed around.
And I thought there wouldn't be much my school could do to me. No, they let me have my desired classes (with the desired teachers or at least with those who are less bad) for two weeks only to make it more miserable by changing that. I hate all of them. If I could I would change to another school. Mine has a very serious organization problem...
Oh and the best part was the "Can you live with that?".
I loved it. It was as if I could choose. Ha. Choose. As if! I wouldn't be in MY classes even if I said I couldn't. They just would have forced me.
By the way... why do I have to be so caring? If I didn't think about the class that had to break up I would have said "no" instead of the shy "If there's no other way"...
Come on, pity me... It seems bad luck has glued itself to me. This just can't be pure chance..
As if three people would be enough to make room for a third of a class... It won't make any difference. Stupid teachers. Everything's just so damn stupid...
