So I have art class and I told my art teacher I wasn't going to be there wednsday. I asked for the final paper and she gave it to me. When I returned on thursday, it turns out she gave me the wrong kind of paper and I had to do the project (that took 4 hours by the way) all over again. I was so angry. I through a complete hissy fit. I threw away some of her markers, snapped at everybody. I felt bad later that day and apologised. But I'm not sad about throwing away those markers. It's just the evil child in me.