Friday, March 4, 2011

Another day in choir

Ok. None of the
"so apparentlly"
crap. Just read this. It is about my day in choir...:P

o yeah. and my English teacher is a perv and she will not stop looking at girls boobs!! EWW! she is TOTALLY not my fave teacher. Never really was.

I never thought that I would talk about a specific teacher on here including their name-but, today is differnt.

I hate when people promise you something, but you never receive what they promised.

Setting: CHOIR

Mrs. Chelle: So what do you guys want to do tomorrow?

All of us: POWERPOINTS! DANCE DAY!

Mrs. Chelle: Ok. We can do that. ( with a liars smile.)

NEXT DAY.....

Alex: Hey-Mrs Chelle, dont forget about the powerpoints.

Mrs. Chelle: Ok. I wont. But first we will WORK on our songs for Gloria Cannon with the new written lyrics.

Alex:...

Setting: Choir, 2nd period

Mrs. Chelle: OK! SIT DOWN! WE ARE GOING TO WORK ON GLORIA CANNON! With the new lyrics we are writing for it until 9:30.

Class: UGGG.....

9:20

Me: This sucks.

Katie: Are there any 3 syllable words?

Me: Bologna.

9:30

Me: Ok. This really sucks. At least we will get to do powerpoints now. Hopefully we get to do Justin Bieber NEVER SAY NEVER song.

Katie: Yeah.

9:35

Me: WHY ARE WE STILL WORKING ON THIS?!?! SHE PROMISED US THAT WE COULD HAVE A POWER POINT “DAY”!

Katie: Yeah. She lies a lot.

Mrs. Chelle walks up up our group.

“So, how is your song going?”

Me: ….
Alex: We are singing about bologna.

Me: (quiet voice) Yeah. I just wish we could work on POWERPOINTS NOW!

Mrs Chelle;

WHAT?

Me: I didn’t say anything

Mrs. Chelle : Yes you did. Now tell me what you said.

Me: …

Alex: She would rather be doing powerpoints than this.

Mrs. Chelle (with pissed off face)

Well, you do not have a choice on that.

(walks away, pissed off.)

Me: asshole….

Katie: ARIEL!!

9:50

Me: hey. Power point DAY and we are still working on this. Woo…

10:00 (7 minutes until class change)

Mrs. Chelle: OK! EVERYONE PUT YOUR STUFF AWAY! We are going to do a POWERPOINT.

Me: finally.

Powerpoint comes on.

“Misery” maroon 5.

(how ironic)

So. That’s the story. One powerpoint. On a day that was supposed to be filled with them. Another teacher lies. And, if Mrs. Chelle happens to read this, I do not take back what I said to you while leaving the classroom. If you even heard it or not.

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