Stinko is having problems with a certain teacher at school; he is not too happy about it.
I am more than ready to kill a certain teacher at my school.
Mr. Pomerantz is making my life a living hell. He doesn't like me; I could tell that right off. He says I am a "lazy student, that I don't apply myself"; if I don't start working towards imrproving on my schoolwork he is going to fail me, give me an "F" in Social Studies.
Well?? Social Studies is B-O-R-I-N-G with a capital "B"! I don't see why we have to learn about dead guys way back in time or the dates of certain events or about things like the Spanish-American War or the Crimean War or stuff about King Tut! GAD!! I mean, how bland can one guy get????
Personally I think Mr. Pomerantz is nothing but a pompous asshole who is full of himself. He thinks he's the greatest thing since sliced bread. I can't STAND the dude!!
Stinko here. Sorry for not writing; things have been crazy here at school as well as at home. Stevie, my kid brother, had another surgery around New Year's Day (he just got out of the hospital last week; he's still pretty weak, but he's doing better), so Ma and Pa are fussing over him while I'm left, more or less, to fend for myself.
School is also a big hassle. I am having major issues with my Social Studies class, as I've alluded to above. In addition, I tried to get a certain girl (Echo Ramirez) to go out with me; she doesn't want anything to do with me. I don't know why: I may not be much to look at, but I am a rather nice guy! All she needs to do is look past my ugliness, see the tender, caring, compassionate side of me!
I got into big trouble last week: flunked out in French; got an "F" on my French test. Boy, were the parental units sore at me!! I got grounded, got my computer privileges taken away. Just got back on the computer last night; I must have had a gazillion e-mails or IM's!!
Well, I am supposed to be studying for a test in General Science instead of writing in my journal; I just had to let you know how things were going with me. Things have been crazy for the Stink-Man!
Hopefully things will start to settle soon. I sure hope so!! A guy can only take so much craziness in his life before he goes completely off the deep end!
Bye for now! I will write in here again soon! Hopefully next time I do, things will be much better!
~"Stinko".
P.S.: People still think I have issues with my last name (Stinkowitz). The truth is, I don't. (Most of the time!) Most people can't pronounce it, so I go by "Stinko". It's gross sounding, but hey--it's much easier!! :) Or they call me "Mike", which is okay, too! :)
I dont envy kids going thriugh that lovely puberty phase, my niece is one of them, and with it comes the moods LOL, shes been good lately though, got to love her...Think the fact that we're going to the Hannah Montana 3-D concert might have something to do with the fact that shes beeing good and the fact that shes got a new laptop? LOL.
God Bless
Michelle~
God Bless
Michelle~
Well, Stinko (whatever make you thought of that kind of name?) the truth is that you get two choices and only you to make one or the other.
Apply yourself with a vengeance to attain top characters and get all the £@#%&*~ monkeys off your back, or drop-out and become a life timer dishwasher, whatever tickles your fancy, although, the last choice wouldn't buy you that 2008 Mustang which a degree would, but hey, how I, a certified electrical and mechanical engineer, knows about school life being a bitch...
The choice is yours.( If I did, against every prognosis, so you could)
Don't be a schmuck!!!!!!!!
"Those that forget history are condemned to repeat it." (Sounds like something Mr. Pomerantz would say, doesn't it?? LOL). Sorry to hear school life is bummo for Stinko. Excellent capture of teen frustrations, well done!
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