As of this moment, I hate my english teacher. When you looked over a couple of chapters you gave me a hundred percent. Well guess what Honey, I did the rest of the book exactly like those two chapters. And what did a get? A "D". That doesn't even make sense. I was so close to an "A" in the class...so close. Why do you hate me so that you are condemning me to a "B". How can you be so mean?
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12:45:11 AM
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Take it up with the teacher. I understand that this teacher is being grossly inconsistent, but bear in mind that nine times out of ten, the teacher doesn't give a grade, the student earns it.
While i can empathize with you about being so close but not getting there, a B is not the end of the world colleges will still except you you will still go on to the next grade and the world will not come to a grinding halt on its axis.
you didng even read it so stop complaining.
i read it im talking about the year end grade ya smuck
Lucy, how the fuck do you always have a friend who "went through the EXACT SAME THING", or some variant with almost identical ramifications.
Do you know what ramifications means? It means outcome, consequences, events derived from the initial.
You must lead a charmed and wise life.
Especially for a 13 year old.
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