OK, notice the title is "and schools in general"
Well, here's the "general" part.
Grades. Like 1st second blah blah blah.
I think the grade system is bulls***.
If you can operate in math on a 9th grade level, but read on a 1st grade level, you should be in a 9th grade math class, and a 1st grade reading class, not a 9th grade reading class, or a 1st grade math class.
Next, I hate how they f***ing nitpick on test scores. I don't think I've had one exam other than math this week where I haven't had to AT LEAST do some s*** in the question.
f***, in science, I had to highlight important words (like most, least, etc), underline the key words in the sentance, and prove my f***ing answers.
s***! Why should I have to prove how an atom with 5 protons and 8 neutrons will have an approximated atomic mass of 13? It's f***in common knowledge. If the two heaviest particles in the damn atom increase, so will the atomic mass.
Hell, I think another one was "if people stop chopping down trees, what will happen?" Duh. Global Warming will slow the f*** down. How on Earth do you prove that without making the teacher feel like she's a five-year-old?
Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against my teachers, I just don't like how I have to spend extra time on tests.
If I can get a test done efficiently without these damn techniques and still make the same grade, why use the damn techniques?
f***, beyond that, they really make you do that so you'll know how to take a TAKS test.
s***. I've been taking TAKS tests since 3rd grade, never failed one.
In fact, I've never gotten below whatever mark it is for commended. I think a 90 or something. s***, do I really need these techniques?
And f***, after that, you have to wait until AFTER LUNCH to turn the damn thing in.
Why?
Obviously, they want me to check my answers.
Well, since I usually get done by 10, and lunch doesn't start until 12:30, no.
I'm not gonna sit there and check my damn answers for two and a half f***ing hours. That's bulls***.
In fact, I've never finished after lunch.
Treat us like freakin 8th graders please.
But then, s***, the f***in 8th graders act like f***ing kindergardeners.
Gee......lets blame the kids for this s***, and send them to ISS.
Hmm...what was it that Ooompah Loompah said?
Oh yea
"Blaming the kids is a lie and a shame. You know exactly who's to blame. The mother and the father."
Hell, you think they might act like this because they were never taught how to live in a f***ING CIVILIZED SOCIETY?
They think I'm weird. I'm not the one going around like "I think I could beat you up"
Or "Do you think you could beat him up?"
Um, do I give a damn? ABSOf***INGLUTELY NOT!
Why the f*** would I give a s*** if I could beat the dude up?
I would probably run if someone even started to engage.
Hmm...they would say "well that's called chicken."
Uh...no...that's called "pacifist"
Dictionary. Learn it.
s***, people ask me how to spell s***. In fact, just today, one of the people who tend to follow me around was like "how do you spell 'ask'?"
Uh.....a s k. duh.
s***, in language, people are always asking me how to spell s***.
I tell them, see those big red white and blue books?
Yea.
They say Dictionary on them. Go grab them, and ask it.
For some strange reason, just because I can typically retain information like a f***in sponge in a bath tub, they think I'm their personal "easy ticket to life hotline!"
Uh, no. Do it yourself.