"I Hate"
I find myself saying "I hate..." in terms of objects, classes, teams, not necessarily people, more often.
"I hate physics..."
What a way to start the day. Not that the class is hard, but the teacher is boring. He's really quiet, mumbles a lot, and goes over stuff we KNOW, but then when we have no idea how to write the stupid equations in scientific notation, he breezes over that like we've been doing it forever.
"I hate english..."
I don't understand why she doesn't retire already. I mean 60??! She's old and bitter, and I swear she's bipolar. Giving us this stupid career project that, by the way, you didn't even EXPLAIN to us, but worst of all, during HOMECOMING WEEK, the busiest week we all have out of the ENTIRE YEAR?! What is she thinking??
"I hate history..."
Second to the last hour of the day. Probably the dullest hour. We sit in the most uncomfortable chairs I have ever sat on, and watch videos. Either that, or he's droning on.
"I hate math..."
It's a college class. Which sucks, because, your only grades are what you get on tests. We go over about 500 things in class, don't take notes, plus, he talks SUPER-FAST. So, it's practically IMPOSSIBLE to take notes, because you miss all of the problem otherwise. Plus, it's right after history, which leaves me tired and sleepy from watching all those videos, and to wake my brain up takes more than just walking through the halls.
"I hate school..."
I have to face all of the people I either dislike or dislike me. Plus, this akward situation with "him" has left me feeling like I missed an opportunity. From what I hear though, he feels the same way. I guess maybe we aren't so different after all.
"I hate volleyall..."
I'm on JV and Varsity. When I dressed up for JV at our home match last night, I felt so weak. Everyone was there - peers, adults, opponents, and being bumped down doesn't look good to others. Others think you aren't a very good player, "you must really suck" they're all thinking. I do better when I play with Varsity, but wait, I sit the bench during all of their games. They don't put me in because I can't pass. I can't pass because they never put me in the back row. I'm tall, so they save me for the front where I can hit. But, I can't hit unless I go in, and I can't go in unless I can pass. Team sports suck.
But, tomorrow's a new day. I will be organized. I will get my stuff done. I will have fun. I will have the courage to figure out what to do about "him." I will be confident, hold my head high, and smile.
said on Wednesday, Sept. 14, 2005 at 8:18 PM
