Life is still a little awkward, but not too bad. I have an English class with a teacher that I was looking forward to when the tri started. He's tough, but he's kind of fun and he actually teaches me something important, instead of just mindless babble. Well, it just so happens that we have a student teacher at this time. He's completely unprofessional looking: he shows up to teach in torn jeans a baggy t-shirt and a holey sweatshirt that he's had since high school (almost 10 years ago). He loved music and has this obsession with it. Everything we've done so far has had some reference to music and it is really annoying! Even our personal narrative had to deal with music! Now I love music, but so far, it hasn't taught me anything in ENGLISH! We just barely got our personal narratives back. I wrote mine on a car/bike accident I had a few years back. He wanted it to have deep emotion and have a 'life lesson' that we learned and it had to happen in less than four hours... Mine was less than four hours, simply dripping with drama, and, I thought, a life lesson of dealing with fear trauma, and living in the moment, even though I did't quite spell it out for him. I failed. Me! A STRAIGHT A STUDENT FAILED MY PERSONAL NARRATIVE! And do you want to know why? Because I didn't explain to him what I learned from the experience or what importance it had in my life! He said that my writing is really good, but I didn't 'spell out' the life lession I got from the most traumatic experience in the most dramatic way I could express it. He said my writing was good! I THOUGHT THIS WAS AN ENGLISH CLASS! And it is a 'composition' class, not a 'deep meaning English comprehension and depress me with your writing' class! So, I told my mother, just because I tell her everything (and because it was my birthday and I wasn't in the best of moods), and she was so mad at the student teacher that she wrote a letter talking about how she will ruin his life if he ruins my potential in writing by causing me to think I'm not good because of his opinion. He said, "Your writing is good" end quote. So, he basically failed me because he didn't like my 'good writing'. Sorry, just had to vent. It kind of makes me a little mad, no not mad, furious! We've started a poetry unit, and every poem I write is going to be about how much I HATE this student teacher, and how much I really wish he would just disappear, or actually teach us something. I have a final I have to take at the end of the year, and doubt the English part is going to be about music theory and how it realtes to writing a personal narrative! If I fail my final, I am going to sue him for everything he has! I really just wish the real teacher would teach, and he could observe and actually learn how to teach! I talked to my real tacher and he said to just struggle through it because the teacher is 'experimenting'. Well that's it! I won't let him experiment on me anymore!