Rant time!
These last two weeks have very easily been the worst of my life, school-wise. Far worse than exams. It all started...
Friday February 25th, with a Calculus test. Easy enough, got 86.
The next Monday, a Physics test. Incredibly hard, nobody was anywhere near prepared for it. The teacher is very nice, but I think she's gonna slaughter us on this one. She's so upset she doesn't even want to tell us our marks.
Then comes Thursday, Geometry and Discrete math test. Would've been easy, if I didn't have a crazy reaction to my Meningitis shot. I still think I did decent, I'm good at solving those kinds of problems, but it definitly won't be a "good" mark.
The past weekend I spent working on stupid reading journals for English. I didn't really put very much effort into it, mostly because my teacher is such a *****. The journals I handed in before were phenomenal, perfect. I spend many many hours polishing them, they were 28 pages single-spaced typed. Clearly better than any of the others I saw in class. What do I get? 84%. Not a bad mark, but these journals were exemplary, the work of a lifetime. This time I didn't really put any thought at all into my journals, because why bother? She's just gonna throw it back at me like it's crap, even if it isn't. Handed those in today.
I also had a Calculus quiz today. No time at all to prepare for it, because the past 1320957 hours of my life were spend on finishing my journals. (Even thought they were crap) Bombed that fully.
Now, I have a final essay for politics due on Thursday, as well as another Physics test on the same day. I have no idea how I'm gonna pull this off.
The two weeks of hell. By far, the most academically challenging period of my life ever, and this isn't even exams. Post how you are getting raped at school, or tell me what kind of a spanking I'm in for at University next year.
These last two weeks have very easily been the worst of my life, school-wise. Far worse than exams. It all started...
Friday February 25th, with a Calculus test. Easy enough, got 86.
The next Monday, a Physics test. Incredibly hard, nobody was anywhere near prepared for it. The teacher is very nice, but I think she's gonna slaughter us on this one. She's so upset she doesn't even want to tell us our marks.
Then comes Thursday, Geometry and Discrete math test. Would've been easy, if I didn't have a crazy reaction to my Meningitis shot. I still think I did decent, I'm good at solving those kinds of problems, but it definitly won't be a "good" mark.
The past weekend I spent working on stupid reading journals for English. I didn't really put very much effort into it, mostly because my teacher is such a *****. The journals I handed in before were phenomenal, perfect. I spend many many hours polishing them, they were 28 pages single-spaced typed. Clearly better than any of the others I saw in class. What do I get? 84%. Not a bad mark, but these journals were exemplary, the work of a lifetime. This time I didn't really put any thought at all into my journals, because why bother? She's just gonna throw it back at me like it's crap, even if it isn't. Handed those in today.
I also had a Calculus quiz today. No time at all to prepare for it, because the past 1320957 hours of my life were spend on finishing my journals. (Even thought they were crap) Bombed that fully.
Now, I have a final essay for politics due on Thursday, as well as another Physics test on the same day. I have no idea how I'm gonna pull this off.
The two weeks of hell. By far, the most academically challenging period of my life ever, and this isn't even exams. Post how you are getting raped at school, or tell me what kind of a spanking I'm in for at University next year.