Being brainwashed by teachers?

Disclaimer: Okay, now before I start this blog, I want it to be known that this is just making fun of how much teachers teach us and how they drill it into our brains. I am not criticizing teachers...just stating how it's kind of funny how we NEVER forget somethings we are taught. On to the blog....

So, I was talking to my friend while we were working on our physics project about how certain things that teachers tell us NEVER get out of our minds....and we seem to apply them to everything. I'm not saying it's a BAD thing that teachers drill things into our minds, but sometimes those things come up when and where they have no logical reason to come up for the average person. But they do, because we can't forget them.

For example, English. GAH, English. After freshman year with all the stuff about archetypes (colors, seasons, etc), I CANNOT read books or watch movies without thinking at least once, "That's an archetype." about something or other. Whether it's the fact that the person is wearing white or that everything takes place in winter. Or the really annoying, "Look! The Hero Cycle!" Or, I'll be reading a book and thinking about all the things that an English teacher would want me to annotate. I don't, because it's not for school, but it's just so annoying! I sit there now and analyze every little thing sometimes. Not ALL the time...but especially when I'm reading classic books that I want to just sit down and enjoy. It's almost like we can't just sit down and simply enjoy a classic book anymore, because our teachers have ingrained into us that EVERYTHING is there for a reason and EVERYTHING means something and we need to analyze EVERYTHING.

And I'm not saying that authors don't put things in their books for a reason. I know they do. =] (Although I'm doubtful about SOME things English teachers claim. Some things, I'm sure the author just thought would be cool, ya know). But I am saying that we shouldn't have to think about all that every time we read a book. Sometimes a book's purpose is just so that people will enjoy it, and if they find any symbols or analysis, good for them. But, usually, an author's main point is not to put a bunch of stuff that English teachers will love into their books.

I'd really like to just be able to sit down and read a book without wondering if the fact that so-and-so is wearing a blue dress to the dance when she wore a white one to the last one. (I don't think this is actually in any book that I've read, it was just a random example.) I love the analysis and deeper thinking and all....but sometimes you read to relax, okay? Back off just a little if you could, English teachers...

Also, we were working on our Physics project on Newton's three laws. So at the time we were supposed to be analyzing what movements of a cat could apply to the laws. But, when we were editing the video, my cat jumped on my lap and I leaned forward. And I say, "That's equal and opposite reaction! She jumps on me, and I move forward!" And then, I immediately thought, Nooooooooooooo!!!!!!!! Brainwash!!!!!!!!! Physics!!!!!!! AH! and hit myself on the head. I do not want to go into physics, so I should not be analyzing how every movement applies to physics. Or, at least I don't want to.

My math teacher also seems to want us to think about math constantly. He told us to walk to school "in vectors" and then have "your friend walk in the resultant vector." And I was thinking, Yeah, NO!

I like school, really I do. There are many criticisms I could make, especially of Rampart High School, but I don't want to do that right now. I just wish that teachers didn't ingrain material so deep into your brain that you think about it constantly. It's annoying, and often quite pointless....

Anyway....Omegle?
You: RAWR
Stranger: I'm made of a million tiny bugs

SPREAD THE WORD! ALIENS ON OMEGLE!!!!!!!!

It's supposed to snow a lot again tomorrow and Saturday. Great..............*sarcasm* *rolls eyes*

Well, until tomorrow, then! Cheers! DFTBA!

Oh, the joys of high school

So, I had a pretty amusing day today at school. While I usually do not enjoy sharing my day, this includes things that will then go off into some rather amusing stories and rants (I hope).

Now, my first class of the day is precalculus...not a very good first class, granted. For the first 45 minutes, I often don't register anything that my teacher is saying...I mean, I take the notes, but then I get home to do the stupid homework and I don't remember actually writing DOWN any of the notes. So I'm lost. Anyway, today we were taking a quiz on vector quantities or....whatever....and my teacher is very violent. The problem was a stick figure guy being pulled with different sized weights from his arms, legs, and his HEAD. Seriously, he actually said, "And don't forget that he's also being pulled on his HEAD." WHAAAAAAAAT?! Eeeeeek! Never piss off Mr. Perry, apparently. And then, he was discussing how it would be fun if gravity was positive....and then he made a weird noise and some weird movement that I don't think I can really explain. Anyway, then my friends and I were laughing for a really long time....Imagine, you let go of your pencil and it flies up and get stuck in the ceiling! And then, you just stand up and fly up to the ceiling to grab it! So much fun! Although, actually, everything would just be backward....our floor would be the ceiling, and our ceiling would be the floor....except we wouldn't KNOW it was backward, because that's just the way it would be. Oooooooooo....(thanks Haley)

Next, I go to physics. Now, my teacher is big on finding "real-life" examples of physics. So he was doing this thing on the forces and the friction on Bruce Springsteen during the half-time show for the Super Bowl. If you didn't watch it, basically he doesn't start his power slide soon enough so he runs into the camera man. We also did an experiment involving your weight on an elevator to calculate the acceleration, and Mr. Pohjola said that in college he went to a hotel, in their elevator, riding up and down, standing on a scale. And...wow, is that going to be me in college? The nerd, doing experiments in hotels? Probably....well, no, because I'll need an ocean most likely, but....okay, maybe you had to hear him tell it. Sorry...

Okay, onto the hilarity of French class. Now, we never get ANYTHING done. But today she was trying to teach us the "futur anterieur," which my old french teacher told us was pointless...but whatever. She can't think of anything else to say, I guess. Anyway, funny points of this class: ~Our teacher tells us that her outfit doesn't match because she ran out of quarters for the washing machine!!! And then I told her there was an ATM in the school and she was like, "KWAAAAAAA????" (that's seriously how she says it)
~Then, this kid in our class went into the little closet where we keep the extra books, and stayed in there until she noticed, at which point she said, "Jon, come out of the closet, NOW!" And then we all burst out laughing.....I mean, it's not even that great of a joke if you think about it, but we were all really....easily amused in that class today.
~Short one, but my friend Joel asked if douche was masculine or feminine...(douche means shower, if you didn't know) and then she laughed...and then got mad at all of us for laughing. Stupid.
~We were doing an exercise from the book because she got annoyed with us (which usually happens, but I'm sure it won't be for a grade). Joel said that in his next class he was going to, "tuerai un chat et viderai les poubelles" (kill a cat and empty trashcans) Then, I said I was going to "je tuerai Joel dans la prochaine classe apres il tue le chat" (I will kill joel in the next class after he kills the cat.) Then she made a new class rule that you couldn't use the verbs "tuer" (to kill) or "violer" (to rape) in her class anymore. *rolls eyes*
~COME BACK IN 15 MINUTES AND WE WILL HAVE DONE IT (a way to use the futur anterieur)
Then lunch...where some pretty hilarious things happened, but I think they're kind of hard to explain...they involved a lot of talking about how stupid and incompetent our french teacher is. And then my friend Sarah said this girl "lacked the cervical ability to communicate." Now, what she meant was "the cerebral ability" and I knew that...but it was still really funny.

Er....History class wasn't particularly amusing (I mean, it's world war two....) But our teacher was really tired. So I went to go print something out after school and then turn it in and I asked, "So, Mrs. Gillette, do you just want it in the basket?" and she just looked at me and said, "What?" and I had to explain to her what I was doing and why and what it was....then she told me to have a good weekend and I said, "Yeah, you too..." because she REALLY seems to need a weekend.

Umm....so, I have to do a French project, read the Great Gatsby, do a Physics lab report, and do math homework....Thank you teachers. Non-existent weekend.

I hope that was amusing, maybe. And, remember, COME BACK SOON AND WE WILL HAVE DONE IT. (sorry, I don't know why I find that so funny!!!!)

Cheers! DFTBA!