I just got home from my Intro to Algebra class. It was awesome. First of all because I aced another test. Yes, I know, I'm awesome. Okay next, this totally happened in class:
Teacher: Blah blah blah.....
Japanese*-American student: blah, blah, question that has nothing to do with what we are talking about blah, blah
Teacher with a sigh: Blah, blah blah
Another student in class, we'll call her Awesome NR
Awesome NR: Gosh shut up already.
Japanese-American student: Did someone just say shut up or something?
Awesome NR: Yeah! It was me! Shut up and let us learn!
Teacher: Okay, we can talk about this after class.
Japanese-American student: I'm just saying I didn't need her to tell me shut up and blah, blah, blah, and what the hell is your problem anyway?
Awesome NR: Just let the teacher continue!
Teacher:Okay, we can talk about this after class.
At first I was just uncomfortable/embarrassed for this Japanese-American student and just looked at my desk with an "oh-my-god" look on my face. But after the teacher had like no reaction to this loud vocal confrontation that interrupted the class, and continued teaching us how to F.O.I.L, I became like that kid who can't stop laughing in church. The guy next to me couldn't look at me without giggling himself. I was seriously like breathing hard trying not to laugh. By the time the teacher told us to work a problem and then began to demonstrate another totally different problem and asked us what the hell he was doing, I was crying. I'm sure no one else thinks this is funny but come on, it was 8:30 on a Friday night. We were all tired from our weeks labor and then something so random happens. I love my MATH class. It's awesome.
On a totally different note. My daughter is going around wiping dust off the furniture and calling it fairy dust. Awesome. Here honey, there is lots of fairy dust over here.....
*the fact that she is obviously of Asian descent has nothing to do with the story, it's just a quick way to refrence the right person. She is totally American with no accent or anything.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Happy New Year
Every night at around 8pm, I announce, " K, it's time for bed !" and my 8 yr old (who we now consider to be autistic) ...
-
Every night at around 8pm, I announce, " K, it's time for bed !" and my 8 yr old (who we now consider to be autistic) ...
-
Here is my Six year old's school picture. It's not horrible. I forgot which background I had picked for my little boys picture, so t...
-
Really, this is a long story about something you don't care about anyway. I got my four year old's school pictures yesterday, and no...
1 comment:
funnny! I would be laughing with you. =o) it's contagious.
Post a Comment