I Hate School :))

TL;DR: my petty teacher made me cry/have a anxiety attack on my birthday

I'm not sure if I'm infamous for this, but this is the story: We'll call my main teacher, "teach 1" and my other main teacher "teach 2".

some background info if you don't want to read you can skip this part:

The day before my birthday the teacher put me on a stool in front of the whole class at the end of the day and everyone could ask me questions (this happens with everyone but it was a day earlier due to my friend asking). AKA the "hot spot". All was well until one of the questions a classmate asked me was if I liked "teach 1 or teach 2". Of course I said teach 2 even though teach 1 was literally right next to me- teach 1 then asked "well I'm not the worst teacher you've had right? right?" I hesitated because at that point in the year he kinda was- but I remembered that there was a worse teacher I had two years back (and knew I had to reel it back a bit or I would be annihilated right then and there) so I answered with that teacher's name, though he saw me hesitate beforehand so he didn't exactly believe me- after some reassurance he seemed slightly fine and that was the end of that

The next day in the early morning before everyone had to go to other classes. Teach 1 was actin a lil weird pacing a bit in front of the class n what not. But then he started talking, telling everyone that we were going to get a whole bunch of homework that day of me, because I said I hated teach 1. I didn't really think he was being serious, or I at least didn't think he would punish the ENTIRE class just because of what I said the DAY BEFORE. Everyone continued their day not thinking much of it, except me. Because the lil anxiety mosquito was bein a lil bitch worrying about the main thing of "well what if he's NOT joking?".
A few classes later, we're back in teach 1's classroom. Again, he kept mentioning that everyone was going to have loads of homework due to what I said. At this point I was still sturdy- still going along with the "he's just joking" mentality. All of a sudden he says, because of me, the class was going to be taking a test, an UNPLANNED test. this test we couldn't use ANY notes, we couldn't use ANY textbooks, and we couldn't talk to anybody. This test was also going to make or break our grades, meaning- if we were to fail the test we're fucked. The papers started getting passed around and I started panicking, teach 1 was still sharing to the class this was al my fault, my dumbass table mate(aka my ex-friend) kept trying to 'calm me down' but it was only making it worse cause it just sounded like they were saying it was my fault once again. The papers were still being passed around, I could hear certain classmates whispering while glancing at me, did not help either lol, I started to think of what I could do while tearing up and then BAM I got the bright idea to just let a tear or two fall so that I could seem pitiful to teach 1 and ask if he could not punish the ENTIRE class, and just be mad at me. But nontheless I overestimated my abilities and the state I was already in at this point, because the "one or two tears" I was only going to cry, turned into 15 to 20 which then turned into me basically crying with my beat red head on my desk with my optimistic thinking gone to just repeating the same thing of "it's my fault and now my class is probably going to hate me after this".
Then, the king of assholes himself, teach asshat 1, walks up behind me (everyone's seated except him obviously) puts his hand on my shoulder, asks me why I'm crying(with a smile on his face as he asks this btw), and that he was just joking--...
Thankfully my class after a moment of silence started making joking around at teach 1 saying "wow you really made them cry on their BIRTHDAY teach 1???"
everyone seemed to feel better after joking around, teach 1 let people use their notes, and even the textbooks, I also felt a tiny bit better. But looking back at this incident.. WTF???? I-
anyways,


if you stuck to the end shiii- you a real one ahah hah


uhhh, keep in mind I'm basically over it I just wanted to share this story because it's one of the only actually eventful things that happened in school. I also laugh over it pretty often when it is brought up (even after school that day I got Wendy's so I felt way better that day too). But hopefully this story doesn't sound to depressing lol
Hope you have a good day, seeya (●'◡'●)ﾉ