Sometimes I was a little frustrated.... especially when it came to math.
12/14/98
"She's quite homely. She has an ugly smile and she doesn't ever seem to know what she's really talking about. She's not even a very good teacher - she doesn't want to help me get better. She just want me to keep quiet. She has an impatient crockyness about her. But I'd like to see her outseide of school, to see if she's any different. Sometimes she comes out with her almost Brooklyn accent, which I hate. When she calls me Ambah I want to rip out her voice box and hit her with it, saying, 'Am-ber. Am-BER. AM-BER!'. She needs speech classes or something."
...work life...
7 years ago
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