Time flies when you're dying.

Ok, so I'm not really dying, I'm just really busy - as I'm sure a lot of you are as well. I'm sure I keep saying that in every entry too. Oh well.

It's just that the days start flying by when you're super busy and that can be good, but also bad. Good because the sucky days pass faster. Bad because that means I'm getting closer to death. Okay, morbid, maybe - but I don't care. It's true.

Right now it's good that the days are flying by because hopefully J will be here soon and I can stop having to worry about calling him cross country... in a different time zone... when I have minutes. That's romantic, eh?

I guess I'm a little depressed about Christmas, too. Not because of the holiday itself, but because I don't have enough money to buy my family the things I want to get them.

And school is also sucking right now. Well a couple of my classes are anyway. In my anthropology class I got a 93% on my final! And in my planning class we had no final! WOO - that's the good news! The bad news is that no matter how hard I work for my geography class, the professor never seems to acknowledge that, or reward me for it. And it's not just me - other kids in class feel this way as well.

My geography professor tells us to go to her for help, but when we do she's like, "Well, I can't help you with that - that's up to you to research," when it's a question on HOW to do the project SHE designed! I mean what the crap IS that?! Life, I know, but geeze Lady!

So tonight was our final exam in that class. And what we had to do was answer the question, "What is the Southwest?" like we did in the beginning of the semester. We also had to compare our new answer to what our original answer was - and blah blah blah. So I did. And then when I was handing it in, I went to clarify that I did it correctly (because everybody kept asking her how to do #3 of the exam) and she just smiled a cute-smile-of-bitchiness-that-makes-you-just-want-to-yell-out-"Why-are-you-such-an-ice-queen?!"-but-you-can't-because-she'll-fail-you kind of smile and half-shrugged.

This is something that occured all semester. People would ask for clarification and all she would do was say it was up to us to figure it out. And, she clearly didn't know all of the material she was trying to teach us either! Sometimes the students would correct her or talk about a subject that was on the syllabus - but that she would stumble with and say, "I don't know that much about it." Then why are you trying to teach us that?! "Think McFly, THINK!"

Seriously, this class outraged me to no end with its stupid professor who knew less than she was supposed to, unfair grading practices, and only grading our exams ... which screwed those of us who did not do well on even one of the tests - which is almost all of us.

So ... what, I'm supposed to just idly sit here and watch her give me a 70% on a project that I researched at length, the way she told me to in her comments, and then get marked off because she has now decided that it should be about something else?!

I have no authority here to fight this and my GPA isn't going to be helped by this. A GPA that I'm desperately trying to raise to make it into architecture. I swear, if I don't make it this year, I am going to F-R-E-A-K.

FREAK.

Normally I would read over my entry before posting to clear up any mistakes and make sure it makes sense, but I'm not going to this time. I'm too frustrated and fed up with the politic-shit that teachers get away with day after day.