info @ the P.Pole 09.28.06

5 things i've come to loathe about school:

• graphing those damn polymonial functions, stating real and imaginary roots, domain and range, y intercepts, coordinates of locals maximums or minimums, symmetry, and end behaviour -- that all adds up to really long, annoying, repetitive questions that don't take long, per se, and aren't difficult, but are just a searing pain in the anal region, not unlike symptoms of some STDs or sexual indecencies.
• taking notes on readings only to find my notes to be the answers to the comprehension questions assigned.
• being first labelled as a socially-dysfunctional teenage delinquent and later relabelled simply as bored
  
• carrying texts to and from classes, up and down stairs, when i only actually need them once in maybe a week's worth of classes.
• walking blindly into quizzes and tests, where my academic fate hangs at the mercy of arbitrary evaluations that i never seem to know about in advance, meaning that every mark i get is quite honestly exactly what i know and don't know, which either works for or against me, depending on the class -- case in point, i got owned by a surprise (to me) biology quiz today, but owned a math quiz (equally surprising to me) two periods later.

and that is quite as best a summary of what i am finding quite dislikable about schooling so far. notice that i didn't directly mention homework as one of the five. saying that one hates homework in general is as cliché as saying "The sky's the limit," or "Your mother's hot." both of course, are quite fictitious and should not be taken seriously. in my opinion, clichés are quite a good indicator of one's imaginative power -- or lack thereof. they are, in essence, prefabricated phrases and sentences that of what may or may not be. as such, resorting to their use denotes quite a lack of creative intellect, of willingness to exercise one's own right to free speech. of course, it's nothing serious to me, i just happen to have been reading Northrop Frye's "The Educated Imagination". though many of my friends at school may find this a tad nerdy/geeky of me, i actually appreciate this critic's work and ideas for what they are, the musings of a well-read intellectual about the phenomenon of human literature. i won't go any further into the subject -- as i'm sure most people browsing blogs are not looking for lectures and lessons about english or literature. most people are looking for random entries about the day to day conventions of human life, and so:

i don't like the rainy weather.
i like playing frisbee at lunch.
i don't like rude people.
i like talking to whom i like.
i don't like sweaty jeans.
i like writing about what interests me.