Have you ever wondered why parents punish us for bad grades even when we have fantastic grades in other classes? Let's say you got an "F" in social studies but got "A+'s" in all your other classes. Instead of rewarding you for the other classes, they decide to ignore the fact that you got amazing grades in all but one class & punish you for the one class that you decided to slack off on a little because you were too busy focusing on the other classes in order to get good grades. But something else that makes me wonder is why whenever you brush your teeth with minty toothpaste and then drink a cold & refreshing glass of water it tastes & feels amazing in your mouth! But then you drink orange juice & the moment is just gone forever. Sometimes I feel like the most important people in my life decide to leave without a trace & all the ones that are fake decide to stay & secretly hope you fail in life. Get out of my life if you're not going to be there for me! Because then, you're just useless. I get so tired in class like I can barely keep my eyes open. But then the minute I take the first step through the front door of my house, I feel so hyper! Like I just drank fifteen large cans of Monster! Monster is 100 times better than Rockstar simply because it was here first. Wait, now I sound bad. I'm judging Rockstar without tasting it! I think I'll go buy a Rockstar. I'm so ashamed :( ok bye!!! :)
Hey guys! First off thanks for reading this because I joined loveyourflawz.com today so this is actually my first blog post. So thank you! Well not very long ago (last week actually) I started summer school. I live in Puerto Rico and barely know any Spanish so school was very difficult for me. Especially math. Even though math is mostly numbers it was still hard because my teacher would sometimes have us write notes that she would give out verbally and it's not really my strongest subject. It's actually my worst. I couldn't follow along so I had to have my friend Yaysha give me her notes so I can transfer them into my notebook. The teacher I always believed to be a racist. I would ask her for help whenever I didn't understand something. But she wouldn't give it to me or try to explain. She would just say "you should've been paying attention," or "too bad, ask someone else for help." Even though I tried so hard in her class she wouldn't give me help. So I gave up. My friend Yaysha wanted to help me instead so I let her. Because we would talk so much, the teacher moved Yaysha across the classroom. We talked because Yaysha was translating everything in English for me to understand it. So that was it. I had no help. I tried talking to my teacher about it and I ended up getting detention. I was the only one in my class who wasn't born & raised in Puerto Rico. Everyone else besides me that needed help, the teacher would sit there all happy & explain to them calmly except for me. I thought she was racist. So I ended up failing because I didn't get the help I needed. The school year was really tough for me and it's not over up June 29, 2012. Sucks for me.
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