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Well, I'm home now. I just came back from barnes and nobles...and it sucked. Everyone was talking about the "kick-a** manga section" but it wasn't even HALF the size of the one at my Borders! Huh!

No....it was even smaller than the one at the Waldenbooks at the mall! And to those of my real life friends who live near me, you KNOW how small that is.

It lacked. A LOT.

Moving on!

My history teacher is a stupid old ********. He hates me, and is always picking on me.

I got so pissed off today, I started crying (cuz I couldn't hit anything.)

You NEVER want to do that to me.

"So, dad...would you like to hear about what the history teacher has done to me today?"

That ******** is SCREWED. I'm bringing in the parents. I even wrote down everything he said, and may type it up later.

UGH.

UPDATE!

History teacher...

World History, 1st period, July 17, 2007, 9:00 A.M. - 10:10 A.M.

-He says he's not picking on me; he uses my quickwrite as an example of something bad.

-He said he liked my QW idea, but then called it "nothing but junk." Want vs. Need: he agreed to it, but the called in junk and a complete waste of time after I explained to him why my first sentence in the paragraph was "I don't know."

My "I don't know...":

"I don't know" is my way of saying "I'm thinking" , "I'm not entirely sure" , "how about this idea?" It depends on the context. Do not call this unacceptable, or you are calling ME unacceptable. I'm sorry, but I'm a novelist of sorts, and if you don't like my writing, you must deal with it, as it is me. And...you said you wanted my ideas. Leave me alone about it, please

-Says that I'm a waste of time.

-Says I never do my work. (I'm always the first one done.)

-Says EVERYTHING I turn in is junk.

-Says that I am unacceptable, as well as my writing.

-Doesn't let me do ANYTHING when I've finished all my work

-Does not respect me.

[/s**t]

From this day on, I am writing down everything he says that is against me.

Dad is hearing about this...

UPDATE!

Oh, you know it. I wrote it all down after he pissed me off like that. I actually almost got up and walked out of the room.

I was gonna say...

"Well, if I am such a waste, why bother teaching me? If I'm a waste, why am I here? Why am I writing a novel? Why am I talking to you? Wouldn't you ignore me if you though I was such a waste? What is a waste is this class. A waste of my life and time. Goodbye. Kindly...go die somewhere."

And then pick up my bag and walk out of the room...

I should have. I was so close to it...honestly...When I'm dealing with someone like that, I don't CARE how much trouble I'm in...and I have a clean slate. Never been in any trouble at all.

But my parents...

"Mom...dad...if I ever came home from school in trouble...you know I'd have a good reason, right?"

They thought a while, and agreed.

UPDATE!

Dad says he can't do anything about the teacher.

"Well, if you're only one out of thirty students, I can't do anything. If he was doing this to other people, he might listen, but if it's only one, then I can't do anything..."