Thursday, February 25, 2010

School, this and that.

I'm new to this blogging thing, so just to warn you, this blog is most likely going to be terrible. (My history teacher says never to say that about your own work...so I guess THIS BLOG IS GOING TO BE AMAZING. SO AMAZING, IT WILL BLOW YOUR MIND. INTO PIECES. UNTIL THEY'RE SO SMALL THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT. LIKE AN IMPLOSION. BUT NOT AT ALL. GARAHHHHHHH!)



Good start? I thought so.



So I've recently just started year 11. It's kind of crazy. In fact, that 'recently' has already been 5 weeks. I don't know how the time flew so fast. In 6 months, I'll be in year 12, doing my HSC. Every weekend is choc-a-bloc full, and if I happen to be home, I'll be doing work. And not just easy, 'la di da di da, Lizzie spent $1 at the shops and originally had $5. How much does Lizzie have left?' homework, it's like 'ODIFHODFHDFHIDFUGHDF, ESSAY, EPIC ASSIGNMENT, GAAAARRRAAAHHHHH! I'MA KILL YOU.' homework.



Not even kidding, at the moment I have 6 assignments/essays. Not to mention the fact that my German work STILL hasn't turned up, I'm behind in art and I fail at music composition. This is why I'm glad it's the weekend. Thankfully, it's a 3 day weekend because our school has a swimming carnival and it fails. Not really, I'm just way too caught up in homework to be able to go. Or I'm just too lazy. Either way, 3 day weekends are win.



I don't understand teachers. We are allocated 7 periods a fortnight to their subject (assuming it is 2 units), and they still find the need to give us homework for when we get home. And not only that, for some reason, they like "weekend homework", which is basically just an excuse for them to give us more work to do and not have us complaining about time or commitments.



Do they not understand that we too like to relax? Do they honestly think we sit there thinking, "Hmm...you know what I feel like doing? More work. The last 3 hours just wasn't enough!"? Plus, I seem to always do a Hermione and if a teacher asks for a paragraph, I'll hand in an essay. 2 pages? Sure, here's 5!



Okay, there I go on another tangent. Naw, I wanted to write more, but bed calls. I'm not really done, but when can I blog some more? OH WAIT, I can't because I have so much "weekend work" to be doing!



Unfaithfully yours.