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So I'm chilling out in my room, it's sunday night, and I haven't even looked at my homework. So after another hour of stalling I go look at my syllabus. . . All I have to do for tomorrow is a 3 page reading and coloring in two coloring sheets of human muscle anatomy. I'm paying god knows how much money to color.
I don't really care if the class is easy, it was always my plan to take this to get the easy credit, and dance, theater, and chaos theory are totally right up my alley, but my teachers are dumbing this down so much that it's kind of rediculous. On the second week of classes, during dance, our teacher jill had us sit in a circle, put a rasin in our mouth, and meditate on the taste of it. After that we spent 30 minutes free writing about our experience. The class went downhill from there.
So here I am, with homework a preschooler can do, after having not done any work for the past week, twiddling my thumbs.
I can't really tell if I'm happy, or bored and upset. I'll get back to you after I go find coloring pencils.
I don't really care if the class is easy, it was always my plan to take this to get the easy credit, and dance, theater, and chaos theory are totally right up my alley, but my teachers are dumbing this down so much that it's kind of rediculous. On the second week of classes, during dance, our teacher jill had us sit in a circle, put a rasin in our mouth, and meditate on the taste of it. After that we spent 30 minutes free writing about our experience. The class went downhill from there.
So here I am, with homework a preschooler can do, after having not done any work for the past week, twiddling my thumbs.
I can't really tell if I'm happy, or bored and upset. I'll get back to you after I go find coloring pencils.