Well, lets start with the beginning of my day, at 5:00am. Get up, get all my stuff together, and go to my zero period, which starts at 6:10, theology. My dad teaches it, so I have to go early. It's alright, small class that I've known like my whole life. Leave that class, drive to school just down the street. First period weightlifting, it's whatever. Second period AP Euro, completely useless knowledge but college credits. Third period honors english, is a joke. My teacher went to Harvard, and is one of the most closedminded people to walk the earth. I'm a gifted bullshitter, so it's a piece of cake though. Fourth period chemistry, is alright. My teacher's also my leadership teacher, so it's obligatory that I do well which is kind of annoying. Then, I have advisory, like a thirty minute socratic seminar/notetaking class which is also a pain, because even though it's short, we talk about the issues that the teachers thinks matter, and everything's extremely liberally balanced. Fifth period I have leadership, so organize all the stuff that we want to do, and get shot down by our dick of a vice principal. Sixth period pre calc, the bane of my existence. Give me any geometry problem, and I can be done within thirty seconds. But my algebra two teacher sucked ass, and I can't do pre calculus as a result. Constantly working to understand, which I shouldn't have to be doing. Seventh period Spanish, where the teachers probably going to get fired because so many people have complained. I teach the class now, because she can't speak in public or handle any criticism at all, and we're getting ruined because of it. And then, my day ends at 2:45... So I go home and do 2-3 more hours of homework, and then when my parents get home shortly afterwards, don't believe I've done anything, because they really don't pay attention to me other than telling me I should be doing better. Fucking perfectionists, I'm doing better than both of them combined in school. My Mom talks about how hard she worked and shit, and how they've both done everything and went to college, but the farthest my mom got in math was Geometry... Which I did in 8th grade. My grades are fine, get off my ass. I needed to rant.
