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12.10.2010

a middle finger to exams

final exam time.
like the semester wasnt frustrating enough as it is-  we have now all been graced with a two week period of exams. a two week period. which i would deem worse then an actual two week period. it is much the same.
you feel shitty. you probably have cramps from all the nerves of a pass or fail. you most likely have started to break out  due to the disgusting cafeteria food your now eating because your hibernation stay in the library. you dont quite feel as pretty so you dont dress as pretty. you cant have sex due to lack of time. the only relationship your focusing on is the one you have started with your text book or the one you plan on starting with your professor for a passing grade.

while pondering my overpriced textbook i discovered that exam time is a bunch of bullshit. im literally paying a prof to have a job, use their useless degree to 'better' my education even though they actually dont even know my name or care for my name.
i have recently discovered that everything im learning in school - all this theory crap - will never relate to real life. when is someone in the real world going to ask me to define any of these social psychology terms. NEVER.
when is someone in the real world going to give a crap about what i got tested on years from now - the answer is again NEVER.
when in the real world will i ever gain financial compensation for these over priced, useless textbooks ? NEVER

if i could test my professeurs on real life experiences im sure they would fail miserably.
they would not be deemed socially normal judging by the documentaries they find interesting enough to expose my young eyes to during their precious class time.
their lectures on physical appearance & how physically attractive people are more successful in life only further prove to me that they failed that aspect of the real world as well. their outfits are not by any means appealing. 
their inability to post proper slides is insensitive to my young brain.
NO i do not want to reread 60 slides per one lecture that is over flowing with unnecessary information or not flowing with enough substantial information.
 And NO - just because you scanned pictures from the textbook does not mean i will better understand figure 11. ONE TOO MANY figures.
F for fail professor. 
the entire institution of education has deemed me unsuccessful - 
all you made me do is read one too many chapters on one too many things i dont care about.
you made me cry over one too many tests that did not further my existance in life.
you made me stress over your definitions & your scantrons.
you made me realize long after the fact - that your theory is just a theory - 
i learnt more from staying up too late with friends and talking about things.
my visits to the library were deemed successful because i talked about real life aspirations with friends.
my four years of post secondary education taught me that four years from now i will be happy - whether i can recite my prof back his theoretical approaches to social psychology or not.
four years from now - ill figure out what i want to do, and the only test ill have to pass is a test of happiness.
© nldm

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