Angus D Teen - My Fake Diary
Monday, 12 January 2009
My parents had to come to a stupid IEP this morning. That's where your counselor sits down with them and goes over your strengths and weaknesses and schedule and any problems and all your teachers get to come in and tattle on you and they try to make your class schedule as hard as they can.
They also try to embarrass you and ask about your potty training and if you were bottle or breast fed (which is supposed to explain my fascination with naked boobs, but I think that's just normal and that my history class has at least 9 sets of the worlds most perfect knockers and I wish that I could get more up close and personal with them).
Anyway, my parents want me to take French next year. French! It's basically a dead language, except in France and parts of Canada. I want to be a scientist, and you need German or Russian or Japanese, not to croak like a frog. At least they didn't embarrass me by wanting me in home ec or something stupid like that (though I wouldn't mind helping some of the girls in this school sew up rips in their panty crotches).
Anyway, at least I got out of Geometry class to go to that stupid thing. I didn't have to bisect angles or any of that other stupid stuff. Has anybody in the world ever had to bisect an angle or diagram a sentence after they graduated from high school?
Nope. This education is worthless. I think I'll just sit back and daydream about what is going on in the girls' locker room. At least I'll get a chubby out of that.
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