RANT WARNING
Dear MEAP tests,
I hate you. I hate all of you. I hate everything about you. I hate the fact that you always make me nervous when I'm around you. I hate the fact that if I make one mark outside those little bubbles of your's, you'll mark my right answer wrong. I hate all your little, "DO NOT MARK ON THIS SPACE," boxes. I hate the fact that your scores determine how far I go in school.
Here's the list of you guys and how much I hate you,
Math: You're the least of the evils, but I still hate you. Go away.
Science: I hate your constructed responses so much. Go shut yourself in a closet.
English: Speaking of your essays puts a bad taste in my mouth. Throw yourself into a fire.
Your testtaker,
C.J.
Dear Taylor,
Why do you challenge everything I say, tell me to stop when I say something like, "Jonas Brothers stink," or, "I hate this song!" or object when I call someone 'stupid' or an 'idiot'? There's nothing wrong with expressing emotion. If your parents weren't so nice, I'd insist that my parents quit the carpool.
And stop constantly talking to my mom and trying to be the center of attention. It's really starting to bug Kaitlyn (who is also talkative and would love to talk to mom), and we don't want to hear about your popular friends.
Your fellow peer person,
C.J.
Dear Four Day Weekend,
I love you. But you're so mean to the teachers. After you made them grade the midterms... Ah, who'm I kidding! Thank you so much!!
Your Beneficiary,
C.J.
Dear Black River Public School,
You made me feel like I have a home away from home. You are much much better than Harbor Lights. I love all the teachers, my friends are awesome, and you're just plain awesome. Thank you.
Your Student,
C.J.
Dear Harbor Lights Public School,
The only thing that I miss about you is my friends. You weren't tight on security as BR is, and alot of your teachers stunk alot.
Your Former Student,
C.J.