Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Don't Be Such a Wet Blanket

Tonight I have been thinking of some of my favorite book i read when I was younger. Of course Nancy Drew comes to mind as one I will always hold near and dear to my heart. But I believe one of the biggest factors in my early childhood life were the Narnia book series by C.S. Lewis. Now I won't get into my rant about how the new movie franchise has corrupted the stories for modern youth because that could take hours. But as I was thinking about these books a certain quote came to mind.  Favorite of the series would have to be The Horse and His Boy, that one always spoke to me. My favorite line being when Gwyn tells Aravis, "For all the dead are dead alike." But that is not the quote that has been stuck in my mind. This one is from The Silver Chair, surprisingly one of my least favorites (if thats possibly when you love them all). It is a quote from Puddleglum the Marshwiggle in defiance to the Lady of the Green Kirtle. He is defend his belief that despite her convincing lies and arguments the real world does exist. So here it is, I think it is one of the most moving and inspiring quotes in any of these books.

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things – trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that makes you real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play-world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we’re leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Overland.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

After the Fact

I know that the last test date was yesterday but here are a few unofficial tips for ACT testing. Maybe they can help some I'd you in April. Otherwise they are still kinda a funny read.

1) don't dress like shit. Been there done that. It doesn't help. The act of getting dressed wakes you up and gets you in the zone instead of sitting there waiting till its over so you can go back to bed.
2) If you have contacts, wear them!! It's hard to hold your head up with glasses in the way and they will end up hurting your nose.
3) jewelry has pros and cons. Don't wearing anything to dangly or that you aren't used to.
4) don't come in on a sugar/ caffeine High. You will crash. And burn terribly.
5) if you got up late and missed breakfast, don't just eat a tiny snack. You will end up even more hungry than if you had shown up on an empty stomach.
6) go potty before the test.
7) wear old, comfy, reliable underwear. Let's face it you probably aren't going to meet your next bf at the ACT, so you can leave those silky lace thongs at home. You don't want to have to stop in the middle of reading a passage to "readjust" you positioning because you just had I wear cute ones today.
8) layers. Testing rooms are not controlled variables. They can range anywhere from desert heat to sauna humidity, to Arctic chill. The best is to have short sleeves with a top layer jacket. Something to keep you warm but not too bulky where you can't work in it.

Feel free to post your unofficial tips below in the comments. 😊

Monday, February 6, 2012

Some hate mail came for you...

I wonder If he can sense the utter hatred I have toward him and his class. How very time I'm forced to look at him my hate seizes out of my eyes. How he more I have to listen the crap coming out of his mouth the closer I come to exploding and calling him on all of his BS. This class blows. I literally all feel myself tensing with hatred, and stress and my patience is wearing thin.
Lets just call him Mr. Piss. that fits nicely. Mr. Piss is creepy. He is way to "friendly" with students. He wants to know everything about everyone of his students social lives. He has no sense of personal space. He will come right up to you and sit down 3 inches away from your face. He will walk around his class room and stand right behind you, to the point where if you turn around your face would be perfectly positioned in his crotch. I feel violated and uncomfortable often. He makes inappropriate comments to students, such as "You always look beautiful, Angela" or "who wants to meet up for a little one on one research on saturday?? I'll brings snacks."
You may be imagining Mr. Piss a overly flirty, slightly perverted young 20-30 something and so this behavior isn't to revolting. Well, you would be wrong. Mr. Piss is an old man. Not so old where you cut him a break on how perverted he is because he is so very old and probably losing his marbles. But Mr. Piss is just old enough to where this behavior is at its maximum on the creepy scale. He is probably in his 60's at least. Picture this: a pink striped button up, top couple buttons left loose, khakis up to mid rib cage, white hair to grey hair and very creepy old guy glasses which he takes on and off every other second. Does he look like a nasty teacher/ sex offender in your head yet?? Well try this on for size: Mr. Piss has had atleast 2 wives. He has 2 daughters who are in their mid to late thirties, a good 15 years older than me atleast. He has 2 other daughters the oldest of which is in 9th grade. a couple years younger than me. Both sets of daughters are biologically his. Now are you grossed out??
He is a horrible teacher. He puts his own political view spin on everything he teaches. He rather freely displays his views on gay rights, political leaders, and current event issues. And if you disagree and say something about it in a project of essay your conclusion/ opinion will me counted incorrect. I get it i sound whiny, this is what school is, finding out what teachers want you to say and spitting it back at them but at some point I feel i need to draw the line. I don't believe/ agree with a word this arrogant ba-- crud face is preaching to this class. I have been swallowing all the comments I would love to spew right back at him but its more difficult everyday. I hate his teaching methods, I hate his political agenda, I hate this class, I hate Mr. Piss.
And the worst part is besides sound off in this post, I can do nothing about it. To the people in charge I have no argument. He is not technically sexually harassing students, he is teaching the curriculum, I can't switch a class because I don't like or don't agree with a teacher. Plus Mr. Piss would never agree to letting me switch because he thinks i'm just a quiet, hardworking student.
I hate this. I hate waking up and dreading school because i have to deal with this class. I hate going to this class and trying not ot roll my eyes. I hate that class ruining my mood for the rest of the day. I hate when this class is over and spend my entire free period writing blogs about how much I hate this class. I just want it to be over. Summer can't come soon enough.