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im doing well and then goes "show me your hands." plus i was drawing on my hands with a pencil A MECHANICAL PENCIL. after two seconds that shit disappears into your hand. i felt like a terrible person and it ruined my entire day. the fear of her calling my parents or telling all the teachers haunts me. i got 106 on my history test. what if he starts to think i cheat bc the news somehow got to him.

i wanted to kill myself and i actually considered killing myself for twenty minutes. everyone's probably talking about me bc im known as the extremely good student. NO ONE OUT OF THAT CLASS PROBABLY CARES EXCEPT ME BUT- i feel pathetic and want to cry. welcome to the mind of autumn.

My crush did her homework and everything but she was *so busy* with *everything else* that she forgot most of her algebra. As a result, when the algebra test hit, she didn't know a *thing* and pretty much turned in a blank test. The algebra teacher got mad and said that she had clearly been doing the homework dishonestly and gave her *really* bad scores. (cont.)

This seems like that "That moment at school where you contemplate suicide to escape the wrath of your parents" moment.

The algebra teacher EVEN called her mom to tell her, but her mom interrupted her to tell her that my crush had done *all* her homework honestly. She didn't get in an ounce of trouble. So I think you might be ok.

it more or so to escape my scary teacher that stares directly into your soul while teaching.

Algebra can fuck off! I don't like having to do exams where most of it contributes NOTHING to life!

Try Latin... for a mandatory 2 years because graduation requirements...

Science teachers are weird in my experience. No good science teachers in high school even if you love them. Never kill yourself over someone else's mistake. I'd talk to the principal, if that teacher does falsely tell the others you cheated, he or she can clear your name.

science teachers are terrifying. a little off. they're either too nice or scary. thank you. hopefully she doesn't. i hope i don't end up having her again for another science class. she's like "autumn are you serious" im just like oh shit. I HELD UP MY HAND AND SAID "there's nothing on it" and she still made me wash my hands anyway. oH KAY. i was not ok.

My high school has pretty good science teachers. It does focus on science a lot though.

On the same level, though, with a few exceptions I've picked up, my science teachers have been pretty accommodating even towards religious beliefs that may conflict with what they teach, and one even went out of his way during a chapter on evolution to state that if you had religious beliefs that were contradicted he wouldn't have any problems with them ^^

My old science teacher had fits of rage. I was terrified of him in the eighth grade. After that, I learned his weakness: chocolate. Without walnuts, because he was allergic. He was disorganized, lost papers we turned in and blamed us. Once, he played us some video in class.

My old Secondary School - SECONDARY SCHOOL, you gosh darn Americanos - teacher used to work for the NHS as a chemist, so that may possibly be something, maybe.

About how girls should be virgins and non-virgins could be "redeemed", had some science stuff but was basic Christian propaganda. He was mad because a gay kid taught us how to use dental dams. Like the kid hadn't asked permission first. He had.

Many members of our class complained to the guidance counselor. I think he was under the false impression you have to show propaganda like that in Sex Ed. You don't. Not in this state. He never showed us a video like that again. I yelled at my friend, because of that video.

The way you make it sound make me want to type "that's not in the Bible," and if it is literally anything except the video saying Jesus forgives your sins, that's not even in the Bible.

Geez >.> your science teacher sounds like a nightmare.
The one I've had for the past 2 years is one of my favorite teachers in the whole school. We were going over something and we all thought that the answer key he'd made was wrong.
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He checked it out that night and the next class meeting he let us know what corrections he'd made. This man was on the freaking BALL ^^

The one who always walked up and grabbed my boobs. Like, hi, that's not a greeting. Anyway, I got attached to that teacher. Cause every time I brought him chocolate, without walnuts, he'd be so happy. Or busy and gruff, but that was fine. He has skin cancer now. I haven't visited him. Every time I see a chocolate bar I think of him and worry. Like, last chance. But I haven't visited. I miss him.