Algebra, how I hate thee.

Mar 13, 2006 14:25

And I really don't care if the pronoun used in the title is incorrect. Really.

Today in Algebra, we learned how to divide numbers with exponents. Liz (our student teacher who is teaching this entire chapter) took about half the period (a good forty or so minutes) to explain basic, one-coefficient problems (Such as 54/58 and the like).

Then, she gave us a half-sheet with six problems on it. But all of these problems had several coefficients and several variables, making the already-somewhat-awkward assignment of dividing exponents even harder.

She never gave an explanation of these to the entire class. I left feeling just a little confused, and now have about eighteen homework problems to do by Wednesday.

Apparently, we had a tornado warning today until 11 A.M. So I didn't listen to my iPod until school got out, since I left it in my locker in case they decided to usher us into the halls, meaning we had to leave our stuff in the classrooms, and Commi has been having a problem with people's stuff getting stolen.

No funnels this time, however I was reminded of Ann Arbor's sheer paranoia when it comes to tornadoes. I'm pretty paranoid myself, but I can recognize when there's going to be a tornado and when there isn't. And there have been so many false calls on this during past school years that I question whether or not the school system has a basic knowledge of meteorology.

Seriously. They see green clouds and don't bother to hide the statement, "The gym's the first to go" from the students who are standing right outside the gym. I know that green clouds are more often than not accompanied by tornadoes, but they don't mean that there's a funnel heading for the fucking school. Honestly.

They also have a tendency to tell the teachers to get down in the protective kneeling system when there's no real need to. Doing this is really going to scare the crap out of the students who have been in this situation before--most of the time, the teachers just walk up and down the hall to make sure people aren't freaking out or goofing off. But when they are told to get on the ground, like the students, it makes it look like there is really a tornado about to tear up the school. You don't need to tell teachers to get to safety until you HEAR the tornado, and you can hear those fuckers from at least a mile off, depending on how big it is. They sound like freight trains. Really big, really destructive, freight trains. IT'S PRETTY EASY TO DISTINGUISH.

We're currently under a tornado watch and high wind warning (the latter is quite evident by the gusts howling outside my window).

As for homework, I have that math and some Spanish (oh shit, I just realized I left my Spanish textbook at school. That's going to have to wait until tomorrow). Though, even though I finished it, I left my Spanish project at home today. T__T

school, algebra, paranoia

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