ANGER AND FRUSTRATION
LiveJournal is for whining and that's what I'm going to do. And it's probably going to be filled with quite a lot of foul language and not a lot of logic because I'm in a really awful mood. You've been warned.
School starts again a month from today, today being Sunday, July 22, 2007. It IS still 2007, right? I can't even remember. Anyway, school in and of itself is fine. School is great. You know what? I actually kind of like school. It helps me know things and provides me with a means of social interaction ( which I obviously can't manage to get in the summer). What I don't like is having to take 23532462x1023 years of English. English is my native language. I speak it daily, and I'd like to think I speak it fairly well. Standardized tests even back me up on this. For some reason, though, they (whoever the hell they are) have decided that I need to take English EVERY FUCKING YEAR until I've graduated high school, and then I'll need to take it some more in college. WHAT the HELL is the purpose? PLEASE CAN SOMEONE TELL ME? You might argue that the literary education provided in an English class is important. That's true! I like literature. I like reading, and I like discussing what I've read. I don't even mind answering questions over what I've read. I totally respect literature and think it's an important subject for me to learn. BUT WHY CAN'T IT BE A SEPARATE CLASS? I'd be completely fine with taking a literary course if it didn't include a bunch of horribly lame essays and grammar lessons. I don't plan on being a writer. Who gives a fuck if I can write a twelve-hundred-word essay about my forced volunteer experience? I don't, I'm sure you don't, and I'm willing to bet my future employers don't either. I can communicate effectively both orally and on paper. What more do I need? It'd be great if I could take another foreign language, something I'd both enjoy and be able to use, but instead I just have to take more ENGLISH.
I hate school I hate people I hate being ditched by my friends I hate wasting my life I hate I hate I hate I am full of hate and I hate that I am full of hate.
In short, FUCKFUCKFUCK.
This entry was going to be a lot longer but I forgot what I was going to say in the process of flipping out. Whoops. At least I feel better now.
School starts again a month from today, today being Sunday, July 22, 2007. It IS still 2007, right? I can't even remember. Anyway, school in and of itself is fine. School is great. You know what? I actually kind of like school. It helps me know things and provides me with a means of social interaction ( which I obviously can't manage to get in the summer). What I don't like is having to take 23532462x1023 years of English. English is my native language. I speak it daily, and I'd like to think I speak it fairly well. Standardized tests even back me up on this. For some reason, though, they (whoever the hell they are) have decided that I need to take English EVERY FUCKING YEAR until I've graduated high school, and then I'll need to take it some more in college. WHAT the HELL is the purpose? PLEASE CAN SOMEONE TELL ME? You might argue that the literary education provided in an English class is important. That's true! I like literature. I like reading, and I like discussing what I've read. I don't even mind answering questions over what I've read. I totally respect literature and think it's an important subject for me to learn. BUT WHY CAN'T IT BE A SEPARATE CLASS? I'd be completely fine with taking a literary course if it didn't include a bunch of horribly lame essays and grammar lessons. I don't plan on being a writer. Who gives a fuck if I can write a twelve-hundred-word essay about my forced volunteer experience? I don't, I'm sure you don't, and I'm willing to bet my future employers don't either. I can communicate effectively both orally and on paper. What more do I need? It'd be great if I could take another foreign language, something I'd both enjoy and be able to use, but instead I just have to take more ENGLISH.
I hate school I hate people I hate being ditched by my friends I hate wasting my life I hate I hate I hate I am full of hate and I hate that I am full of hate.
In short, FUCKFUCKFUCK.
This entry was going to be a lot longer but I forgot what I was going to say in the process of flipping out. Whoops. At least I feel better now.