mcroger

Last night,
I was watching Secret life of us and I just love that programme more than you could imagine. I cried so much when it ended.
And last night they were all talking about defining moments and I was trying to think of mine and I thought of a really good one, it had a funny ending and everything but I have forgotten, so maybe I don't really have one.
They are supposed to be so important that you don't forget and I can't remember mine...
But I remember this one time, when I was in 5th year.
And I was doing my summer exams and it was my English exam and I was really fucking good at English. And my two teachers watching over us, making sure we didn't cheat were my Maths teacher and Accounting teacher, my worst subjects ever...
I had never been much for Maths but I was really good at Accounting in Junior cert but all my skill and confidence had been knocked out of me by this woman...
Sarah Hagen and at the time of parent teacher meetings, they omitted to DOT. between S and HAGEN so it was Ms S Hagen or SHAGIN!!!!
and she was this vile witch like woman, with moles that had hair you could plate growing out of them that were the size of small countries like France or Spain and you could always tell when she got something new because thats all she would wear for months til she got her latest item.
And she couldn't walk in heels to save her life and I felt sick thinking about how her husband could have possibly managed relations with her to have three children...
And because I was five weeks late for her class, I wasn't given any help to catch up and she had this thing about grinds, like it was a sin... So I was always failing...
Even though its really hard to not be good at Accounting, its just like a jigsaw, everything has a place you just have to find it...
And she was really mean to me and she had some sort of breakdown because she was worried she wasn't helping everyone as well as she could but she didn't care about me...
So this day in my English exam, I am sitting there and I am two people away from her and she turns to my maths teacher and she looks right into my eyes and she says "Suzanne looks so smart but she really isn't"
And I passed away with the shock...
And I went home and all the way home I prayed she would be involved in a horrible car accident and die and it would be all her fault, but that never happened...
And she said this just because she taught me one subject, she didn't even know me, we had never had a single conversation... Her only way of judging intellignce is via brillinance in the classroom which I wasn't in her classroom, but she had failed me and I could have gotten grinds but it would have been ugly...
I don't know why it is defining, but it just feels so...