Okay, here's an ex of my music teacher's freak outs:
Student: *coming up to her* I don't have that paper...
Teacher: *silent for a moment* Are you kidding me? You seriously don't have that paper? What, everyone else got one except for you?
Me and the guy I like: *stifling laughs, trying to hold it in so hard*
Teacher: *frustratedly hands paper* Next time, do as you're told.
Student: But I shared with someone like you-
Teacher: I don't want to hear it, go sit down!
MATGIL: *now are desperatly trying to hold in laughter, whispering jokes to each other*
Teacher: *turning to all of us* You students need to *starts stamping foot with each word* GET. YOUR. PAPERS. And. If. You. Don't. You. Will. Be. Writing. Your. Full. Name. 200. Times. *stops stamping* I'm not fussing at you-
Me to the guy I like: *whispering to him* Uh, then what are you doing if you're not fussing at us?
Guy: *now is silently laughing at me and the teacher*
Teacher: but you need to get it together! Continue practicing. *stamps away to computer angrily*
