People can be so ridiculous, so frustrating, so inconsiderate, it makes me sick. Before I move off into my current situation of disappointment in the world, allow me to first explain one of my critical philosophies. I believe it to be immature to criticize the maturity of another unless one admits his own immaturity. So, allow me to begin this by saying that I indeed did speak out of place in 4th period, and so on and so forth, but to be quite honest this entry is not about my flaw, this entry is about the flaw in human perception - the ignorant decisions people make when they're frustrated or confused.

Was a jolly good morning, except for the fact that I woke up at 6:09 (I reset my clock accurately), which was really 7:09. Went off to the good old training grounds, and had a really productive morning in drafting class. I'm almost finished with my drawing of the church, which means I will be able to get back on the boards temporarily until the juniors and seniors go outside for civil engineering. The morning was great - except that I knew all morning that I had a World Civilizations test with Del Calvo. Typically I really don't mind his class, he's a great guy, he's always calling me his friend, and telling me I'm a great scholar - a real complimenter, and a nice guy.

Second period was a substitute and we discussed All Quiet on the Western Front, which seems to be a pretty good book so far. Some people complain a lot about it, but I'm sure if they thought of it like Atticus from To Kill A Mocking Bird they'd understand, "You can't ever really understand a person until you get inside of his skin, and walk around in it." That's not a perfectly accurate quote, but it communicates the idea just the same.

Third period was Spanish, which with Larkin is a pleasure as always. She's such a great teacher, if I could have her all four years I certainly would.

Now for the period that put me into the state of mind that I'm in now. Please notice, I have blatantly made my point that one should not preemptively judge a person without knowing the other person's thoughts as well, however at the same time I feel as though I've been treated unjustly, and am more than willing to write about it. Perhaps the situation will change and he'll change, perhaps not. Either way, today was a disappointment.

Today, in World Civ, I took the two tests that I had been long awaiting. They were mostly very simple due to the fact that I'd studied, the only one that I am positive I missed was "Tamils", which I said were a tribe of India's caste system, however the correct answer was an ancient and forgotten tribe or something like that. I finished my test, went back to my seat, and pulled out my sandwich (we're allowed to eat in that class, he gives us permission, and I was hungry). Del stood up, and just as he did, a student asked for a piece of my sandwich. God damnit, what is it with people wanting my sandwich. Find some other fool and take his sandwich. When I replied, "No, it's my peanut butter sandwich", Del Calvo shouted, "We've got our first F!". Oh, O.K., so he failed both of my tests because I responded to someone who had talked before me, on the topic of a peanut butter sandwich? Let's make this even more juicy. I'm going to add details. Not one person on my side of the room was still taking a test. I trusted him quite a bit, and I really adored him as a teacher and as a person, but to have him turn his back on me and fail for me something like this, so unjustly, that's ridiculous. He tells me that I'm one of his best students. Worst, is that he asked me to stay after class and to, "Understand things from his perspective." If there's one thing I hate it's when people assume. In the words of someone somewhere,

"When you assume, you make an 'ass' of 'u' and 'me".

He was assuming that I didn't already put myself into a position of understanding his point of view, despite how uncalled for it is. He publicly humiliated me in front of my peers, which doesn't mean much to me, but the fact that he did it hurts in an odd sort of way. He'd been so nice to me it's as though he has some sort of leverage over my moral integrity.

I find what happened extremely unjust - especially since neither of us actually had our tests, and they were in the box. I feel emotionally angry and slightly stressed.

Let me outline this for you all.

A) My test was already in the box
B) So was the test of the person I was talking to
C) The teacher acknowledged that what I was talking about was a peanut butter sandwich.
D) He flunked me anyway

People can be so ignorant.

Let's put all the sad things behind though. I've got more jolly news. The foliculitis broke out into a rash that's causing me constant burning and itching pain, but I can't itch it, and I can't touch it. I'm supposed to go see the doctor some time next week, so I've got a lot more burning and itching to do before that minor physical issue can go away.

O.K., so up until about fourth period my day was sucky. Things actually got pretty good after fourth though. Fifth period was Algebra II / Trig, which as most of you know I've been battling with lately. I spent 20 minutes last night attempting the last problem. In a way I think it tickles him to watch us struggle, I guess that's what math teachers do though. He's a great teacher, he really is. He helps us to understand, "At least temporarily - that's why I give you the tests so quickly, I try not to give you a chance to forget." He's a fun guy.

Sixth period was P.E., which was basically an hour of lifting weights. I've found that doing weight lifting regularly, my muscles aren't even soar after I'm done, which means I'm getting closed to my tonality and endurance goal.

Seventh was Chemistry - no blowing stuff up today, but I certainly did a lot of learning. We had gotten a practice test, in order to review for the test which I'll be taking tomorrow. This was a relief, considering last thing I heard was that there was a test on Monday. Basically, I understand everything, except for perhaps the properties of acetates as they become solids in water, but I got most of it figured out today.

Life was good as soon as I started walking home. Coincidentally enough, my mom was driving up the road from teaching the same time I was walking, so I managed to hitch a ride on the way back and save myself the extra quarter mile.

Things are going well now, I'm relaxed and I talked to my parents a bit. This morning my mom was giving me a hard time, but she was probably just tired, because she was being really thoughtful this afternoon. Life is going well, and I'm so ready for the chemistry text tomorrow, and the Alg II test on Wednesday. C'mon world, is that all you've got?