Dear Die-ary...

It was a mistake to live today. Damn, I wish I didn't... meh.

Yeah, something went wrong, all right. So very wrong. What exactly? Well, first 2 lessons were art. But, heh, that's not what went wrong. Our teacher wanted our books in. But, yet again, this wasn't the reason. The reason was, was that she came to me and asked to see mine. Just mine. Nobody else's. I thought that this was incredibly strange, but handed the book over. After flipping through a few pages, she declared she didn't like any of it. She also said that it was dreadfully incomplete (there was only 1 thing missing - the art historical. Yeah, I got a camera in the end). So she b1tched to me for 1 hour, saying how incompetent I am and how I can't think for myself. She gave me the example - "If I told you to jump off the tower block, would you do it?" Extremely bad example. But, I still said yes. It's not my fault that if you ask for me to do something, I'd do it, no matter how crazy it is. So when I gave my answer, she looked at me, and said she really worried about me.

What made it even worse is that she set me a 'special' seperate task. This was just pretty bad. She treated me like one of those toddlers who can't keep their mind off their Mommies. It's just... UGH. I can think for myself, y'know, I do not need helping hints. So therefore, I didn't properly do the work. At the end of the lesson, she b1tched again about how half-assed I did that task, in 2 hours. I only had 1 hour!! Stupid exaggerating.

I can tell she hates me, it's been so obvious since the beginning of year 8. And even when I do as she asks, she still throws it back in my face and tells me to do it again. She has her favourites, y'know, which are about 3 people. I'm at the bottom of the list. What made it even more humiliating is that she projected her voice through the room, so everyone could hear how slow and incompetent I was. But it's the way she talked to me, like I had no brain for myself. She even got a few pictures for me, and told me to look at them, and say which ones I liked. I hesitantly picked one, and she said that I was SO WRONG. So wrong that it was criminal. Wrong for an opinion? That's a new one on me.

But, now everyone knows how much I suck. And what's even MORE worse, is that she wants to see my book at the beginning of every lesson. She's done this to me before. She hates me so much.

I'm thinking of skipping next art lesson, and hiding out in the toilets or something.

Meh.