Of Stalkers and Swedish Teachers
Hullo there my naked penguins,
I've just started my senior year (three weeks ago, it's just me being lazy her) and when I got to a class known as Swesdish C (like an AP class) we had to write our teacher a small entry in a journal.
Quick note: We've got the most amazing thing called ELITS on our school where we can find all the documents we need; contact teachers; see out schedules; get information about certain days and events, and the list goes on. We also have access to our different courses and everything and anything related to that; every course have its own journal where we can leave entires.
...maybe that note wasn't so quick? So, I'd like to tell you about an entry I left our new teacher. I didn't think about the fact that it was a teacher I was addressing and when I'd sent it, hell broke loose in my brain.
My name is blah blah and I'm majoring in blah blah. I've studied at Oxford and am a complete besserwisser regaridng the English langauge, and I enjoy watching cat videos on YouTube. The humour in this classroom is overrated. Knock, knock jokes are not funny.
I wrote some other things as well, but they're not as important. I've never met her before and this is the first impression I'm leaving? Studying at Oxford clearly did nothing to my social skills...
Cheers.
I've just started my senior year (three weeks ago, it's just me being lazy her) and when I got to a class known as Swesdish C (like an AP class) we had to write our teacher a small entry in a journal.
Quick note: We've got the most amazing thing called ELITS on our school where we can find all the documents we need; contact teachers; see out schedules; get information about certain days and events, and the list goes on. We also have access to our different courses and everything and anything related to that; every course have its own journal where we can leave entires.
...maybe that note wasn't so quick? So, I'd like to tell you about an entry I left our new teacher. I didn't think about the fact that it was a teacher I was addressing and when I'd sent it, hell broke loose in my brain.
My name is blah blah and I'm majoring in blah blah. I've studied at Oxford and am a complete besserwisser regaridng the English langauge, and I enjoy watching cat videos on YouTube. The humour in this classroom is overrated. Knock, knock jokes are not funny.
I wrote some other things as well, but they're not as important. I've never met her before and this is the first impression I'm leaving? Studying at Oxford clearly did nothing to my social skills...
Cheers.
