Art sucks

Kay, so yesterday, we were supposed to go on an art field trip to the Brandon Art Gallery, and we were supposed to make heads out of clay. So I wake up early, and I catch the bus to Strath, and I get there and realize I forgot my permission form. So Mrs. L is like "You can't go!" and I asked if she could just call my Dad, and get verbal permission from him, and I could give her the form the next day and she could just pretend that she had it the whole time. I know my Manitoba health number,and my personal insurance number thingy, so that wouldn't have been a problem. But she said something about how we had to be there by 10, and if they didn't leave now, they'd be late. I mean, honestly, take 2 minutes, call my dad, and speed a little on the way there! So I got put on the late bus to go back to SL, and I had to drive home to get all of my books, and I didn't have any of my homework done, cause I thought I didn't have classes, and it was generally bad! I walked into English like, 45 minutes late, and everyone was like "Aren't you supposed to be on that art trip?" and "Did you miss the bus?" Ha Ha, just the opposite, I caught it TWICE! So yeah, the general purpose of this post is to let the world know that I HATE MRS. L! She is just so...UGH! I really can't stand her. Wow, it's nice to get that out. Laters!