I’ve been in a bit of a foul made lately, and the main reason for that is probably because of school. I can’t wait to get out. I cannot wait to graduate and just get the heck out of there.
I never really understood the whole reason why towards the end of their year, seniors always get so antsy to graduate or why they get “senioritis.” But now that I’m a senior, oh my goodness can I relate.
A lot of the reason is just my school itself. We have all of these dumb rules and regulations that don’t do or prevent anything. For example, no one is allowed to wear a backpack unless it is clear, nor are they allowed to wear a large purse – large defined as being able to fit a notebook into it. This rule was instituted last year when a student brought a gun to school. No one was injured, but to prevent this from happening again, this rule was drawn up and applied.
Now, I do commend them for trying to do something so that that situation would not arise again, but I don’t exactly commend them for doing something just so it looks like they’re doing something, if that makes sense. This rule prevents nothing. If a student is determined enough to bring a gun to school, then they would fit it in their pocket or jacket or, if it were a female (unless some males like to wear their “satchels”) they could easily fit it in their smaller purse.
So anyways, a frustrating rule because I have to go to my locker twenty kajillion times a day because I don’t have a backpack and because I like to take challenging classes which require a kajillion textbooks. And I happen to like cross-the-body bags which I can no longer wear. So I had to go find a new purse that would fit the rule and spend $30 on something I didn’t really need. Argh.
And then the classes themselves. I feel like I’m only learning anything in about three of the seven – my Calculus, AP World History, and French class. The rest are really just a joke.
In my English class, we are currently doing an art project. Why teachers feel that they need to incorporate art into some of their classes kind of baffles me. Sure, in elementary and middle school, but in high school? There is a reason why there are classes entirely devoted to art. Basically I have to create a diorama of a scene from my novel. Why I can’t just quickly draw a picture on a piece of paper, or even better, imagine it in my head, I don’t know. :-?
And the people, oh my goodness. I can’t tell you how just completely stupid people are. I think that I am generally a nice person and I’m pretty patient with people. But when people ask why our teacher who has a doctorate in bio-chem isn’t working in a hospital, my patience runs a little short. Or when people like, oh my gawd, talk really like loud, and say like over and over and like, over again. And won’t stop talking about themselves. And how cool they are. Like, oh my gosh. :angry: I’ve been around the same people for the past twelve years of my life, and while I’ve made some amazing friends, I’ve also met a lot of people I don’t ever want to see again. I am so glad that I’m going to a college three and a half hours away from here.
All of these things just make me so apathetic towards school. I hate going and I feel like I’m just wasting my time at the moment. I am thankful for the public education that I have received and am still receiving, but at the moment, I’m not seeing a lot of benefits.
Sorry for such a cranky post, but I’m a bit cranky. And don’t want to do this dumb art project. I wish I was born with a bit more artistic skills at times like these so I would enjoy these projects.
In other news, my dad’s doing great. Thank you all for your lovely comments and concerns on my last post. :love: He starts chemo and radiation treatment on Thursday, and honestly, you can’t tell that anything at all is wrong with him. He’s just as happy as ever and I think the rest of us are all over the initial shock. So, things are pretty good.