my calculus teacher did little senior year jokey biographies of people as a big powerpoint on the last day. he was well loved, venerable, yet also slightly … odd. sharp, but vaguely weird. he separated people into basically informal friend groups [with multiple people on the same slide] and people who were the sort of weird alone people. i was one of the alone people. and he said i slept all the time for some reason, i was very sleep deprived but very anxious.
i was sleep deprived all of school really, it started so fucking early, terribly unfair to anybody’s sleep schedule
upon typing this I suppose it isn’t the Worst but it’s still not a fun way to end
On the first day of school, my world history teacher singled me out as someone who is lazy and won’t do my work. I was crushed because I loved studying ancient history on my own until that very moment. She was right because I completely checked out even though I knew the entirety of the syllabus. I could have aced the class but I was too hurt to care. Fuck you Miss Couvillon.