Hell Ramen wrote:
Yep, way better. In a way, we're elitist about that. :S | |
Just do the work and get the grades. If you're not getting the grades you deserve, talk with the teacher. In five years you're not going to care in the slightest how smart some teacher from High School thought you were.
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As far as I can read, your angry because your friend is being treated differently then you are, and while you have no idea exactly why, you are still angry, and alot of people would just say he is an ass kiss, which isn't really true.
I graduated last year, but the whole time I was going to school, I got along with alot of my teachers, and even became friends with alot of my teachers. In high school, I got a part time job at the high school, in the stock room. From there I made even more teacher friends. When they had staff parties and stuff, they would invite me. One of my teachers also worked part time in a bar and would sell me drinks. In school I would also get away with things, like late papers, being late, or generally breaking the rules, like wearing hats and stuff. Alot of people in my high school called me a teachers pet, an ass kiss. but that is simply not true, I got to know these teachers and see them as who they are, people and friends, and alot of the teachers who i talked with, I still hang out with. It seems to me, you are jelous of your friend, and his special treatment, without really knowing why he is getting this special treatment. What you need to do, is stop crying about it and deal with it. If he is getting unfair adademic help (like changeing grades) and you are concerned about how a teacher is running their class room, stop bitching about it and do something about it and talk to the school board, you councler or whatever. The last thing I can say is, stop pissing on others' parties, someone, somewhere is always going to get special or better treatment then you will get, and if you get upset about it every single time it happens, you are in for one crappy life time. | |
Shades wrote:
I graduated last year, but the whole time I was going to school, I got along with alot of my teachers, and even became friends with alot of my teachers. In high school, I got a part time job at the high school, in the stock room. From there I made even more teacher friends. Haha, my school (mostly the non-slammers (ie, clever kids. Slammer = Moron. Good name, eh? )) has a really good relationship kids-teachers wise. In our triple science class: Tuts: "Oh, yeah, Angliss still wants our coursework in!" ("Angliss", A.K.A. The Mole) Welchy: "That's MRS. ANGLISS to you, Tuts" ("Welchy" the 12-year-old-alike Physics teacher) Tuts: "Not to our class" *I'm walking through a History classroom, I spot Keanu (History teacher, Great guy) reading a book on Russian* Me: "Russian for dummies..." Keanu: "Thanks, Will..." *Angliss the Chemistry teacher walks up to my table* Me: "So, Miss, what did you get for Christmas?" Me: "My first Chemistry set?" Me: "Was it from Early Learning Centre?" Angliss: "No, I already have one of those..." Me: "With a note attached saying 'Now do your job properly!'?" *In History, talking with teacher* Jack: "So, can we call you John?" *After school trip* Me: "Have a nice night with the wife, John!" *He walks off, giving another girl in our class a lift home in his car* Jack: "Keep your hands on the wheel, John!" *In Psychology* Me: "But Miss, Freud was a NUTCASE." *In History, Iain and Jack get out their guitars and start to play the Welchy, Angliss and Hanksy song* *In Chemistry* Tom: "How Ionic." Iain: "Oh, look; there's Harry the Hydrocarbon and his Bitch-umene..." *In Corridor* 1st years/Year 7s: "It's HUGH GRANT!" John: "I AM NOT HUGH GRANT!" *In Corridor* Ben: "So, John, you taking Purves to the school disco?" John: "..." *In Corridor* Me: "I hear Purves runs a lunchtime club, John!" John: "..." *In Corridor* Jack: "So, how's Purves?" John: "..." *In Corridor* Me: "*COUGH PURVES COUGH*" John: "..." *In Corridor* Ben: "So, what's Purves up to tonight?" John: "What are you trying to imply?!" *In Library* Librarian: "GET OUT, I've told you Will, you're banned!" Me: "Miss, will you by my prom date?" Good times. | |
Are there CrispyChips? Because if there are, where can I get some o.o Ive always wanted to eat crispy :P
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Strawgate wrote:
Are there CrispyChips? Because if there are, where can I get some o.o Ive always wanted to eat crispy :P I always picture Crispy, the burning Zombie from TimeSplitters 2. *Shudder* | |
Smoko wrote:
You sound like some of the prople from my school that I want to beat up. What, 'cause we're cooler than you? :P | |
Elation wrote:
Smoko wrote: Only the cool kids are...cool. :p | |
Instead of worrying about what it might take to become more acknowledged or more popular, worry about what it might take to become smarter and better. The rest will follow, or if not, at least you'll be smarter and better.
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Gughunter wrote:
Instead of worrying about what it might take to become more acknowledged or more popular, worry about what it might take to become smarter and better. The rest will follow, or if not, at least you'll be smarter and better. Gughunter speaks the truth. I may be but a lad myself, but take your education further while not at school. Read books, make sure you read. And don't stop reading. Read lots. As he also pointed out, the rest may follow- you'll suddenly be the one in front, with your...betterer...vocabulary and experience, knowledge. You'll also be wittier and funnier, so books = girls (or at least, I keep telling myself). As you can tell, I haven't been reading many books lately. Da da dush. No? *sigh* Anyway, if you don't become a 1337 being, you'll have the better judgement to see that being 1337 isn't that great (assuming your friend is 1337 as of this moment). | |
Just do these:
Download Firefox, and use the spellcheck button.
Run your posts through microsoft word.