God that woman's a hag. Today is space hopper day. Ever since I called her evil, the loopy teacher has taken to picking on me in a ritual humiliation style. Tonight I arrived late - as I was at work late and she announced that as I was late, we'd all be having to do extra ball squeezes. Is that really necessary? And why does she always choose the bad stuff for us to have to do extra of? Why can't she say "as Ms. Jones arrived late tonight, we're all going to have to do extra breathing whilst lying down"? Because she's a hag. That's why.
She's also a bit of a divvy. She can't count - often missing out numbers and tonight, she told us to put our feet between the ball. Hmmm.
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