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So, on Wednesday, we were covering straight line graphs in maths. Maths first thing on a morning is bad enough, but add trying to get your head around lines and y=mc whatever and you honestly want to just crawl all the way back to bed. Luckily for me, I've had a natural mathematics ability that has yet to let me down, so I got through it pretty quick.
Anyway, my friends behind me were asking how big we had to make the graph for the extension questions. I didn't know, so I couldn't offer any help (as you have probably gleaned already, if I don't know something for sure, I don't claim liability, or just won't offer an answer). However, when Maya didn't know how to answer a question, I moved over to help her answer it (and I really wanted to get away from the boy I sit next to, who had been annoying me to no end). So when I moved next to Maya, the ones who asked about the graph, who sit behind her, were outraged.
Now I'm sorry, but I'm not the best authority to tell you how to draw a graph, but I can help you work out how to plot it.
So, let's fast forward to next lesson. IT, spreadsheets, eh. I return to my seat at the end of the lesson to have a pen chucked at me. My pen, as it turns out. My pen, with the hook on the cap snapped off.
Apparently, it was payback for not helping him in IT.
HOW BLOODY ENTITLED CAN YOU BE? Ever heard of an eye for an eye? If I ask you for help, refuse it to me, don't let me copy off your homework when I forgot to do it. You, sir, have legitimately damaged my property. If we weren't in school and it weren't a pen, I could sue you. The way I was feeling, I would have.
So yeah self-entitled people, be less dick-ish around me, or a slap may be heading towards you face.
Happy Friday, Eve <3