Wednesday, August 31, 2011

And The Stress Begins

Honestly, school sucks right now. I know that I was going to be optimistic, yeah, yeah, yeah. But let's face it, people, teachers pile on the homework- homework that is almost impossible to do in one night.

Example A) Chemistry- teacher: Adamson. We have chapter 1.2 notes due tomorrow. The assignment goes like this: look over the chapter in about 5 seconds, go through the chapter again, but this time, write the bolded headers down on the left side of your paper about 2/3 of the way. Then, create a line. On the right side of the paper, write good notes as you read through the chapter. When you are finished, review your notes and answer the questions on the website. Okay, it doesn't sound bad. . . guess how long it took me? From 3:30 to 8:00. You do the math; my brain is fried. On top of the notes is another assignment on the website. For this one we watched videos and answered "fill in the blank" questions. It's basically a guessing game for each blank. I was quite annoyed when the correct answers were "long" and "short", but I put in "lengthened" and "shortened." I was docked points. . . for the same exact words.

Example B) Driver's Ed- teacher: Casper but she's not there. We had a sub; Coach what's-his-face. We have a quiz tomorrow that I was supposed to study for. The only problem? The sub, coach something, didn't teach us at all. He stood in front of the white board "drawing" the route. Except, we couldn't see the lines because he was drawing too light, and there were so many lines by the end we couldn't tell where they started and where they ended. So, I'm going into a quiz tomorrow knowing absolutely nothing and not being able to do anything about it.

Again, I know it sounds like nothing, but really, it's 10:19 and I don't feel even close to ready for school tomorrow, but I have to because early morning seminary is tomorrow morning which means the alarm goes off at 4:45. I can't wait for tomorrow to be over, even if it is Thursday, the best day of the week. I guess, that's one good, optimistic thing about tomorrow.

Sorry for the Debbie Downer-ism. . . but, me and stress don't get along very well.

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