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I’m sure everyone who actually reads this blog – or even scans the titles – would know what I think about exams. Bullshit springs to mind.
I studied my holidays away just to scrape in a good mark for maths (which I achieved – 78.5% which went up to 79%) – yet failed to study other lengthy subjects such as Biology (and Modern History which I haven’t gotten back yet) and ended up apparently only touching the surface of these subjects.
I got 26/69 for Bio – which I’m not exactly proud of – but I am pretty sure that I can’t go back in my brand new time machine and study a whole lot more and memorise homeostasis. Yet my teacher feels it necessary to go and ask all of my teachers how I am doing in my other subjects – Average she says (like i need reminding.)
All through today I just kept being reminded how “average” I have been going. I touched a few pages in English whilst my teacher was talking to the class in general – resulting in her leaping into an in depth attack of how I “could be better, not everyone… YOU… not the class… YOU could be better and RIGHT now… you are just extremely average”- Yes whilst I am not naturally smart the 48.5/65 that I added up is really quite ok with me but thanks for caring right?
In terms of Biology – I have been left to “think about it” – not the “its your decision” type of thinking – more like the “if you don’t do it I will” – and so I will be sitting by myself in yet another class (including maths where i was separated ENTIRELY from my friend who was moved into another class room.)
It wouldn’t be the first time that i have been separated – let alone got the “Sarah could I talk to you after class please.” The fact is – to me what my idea of an “average” mark means not the average of the entire class, but what I see as acceptable. – Since when did “average” equate to nothing? Correct me if I’m wrong – but average is what is usually aimed for – above average is what people hope for.
If teachers must get to picky there should be a whole set of averages – shitty average – you suck average – we think you are really a dumb ass but cant kick you out of the class average – ok average – at least you tried average – yeah it’s a good average… but that girl did better – just give up average – you’re getting there average – keep trying average [the list could be endless.]
Face it – if above average was so fucking easy to get – then it wouldn’t be above average would it?
Ok so instead of being at home doing something productive with my time (like watching DVDs) – I am at school in a study period. Which is pretty freaking annoying because I could be at home butmy mum couldn’t pick me up and apparently my brother has something better to do (probably buying another manly cardi gagggg.) The point is – I’m pissed off – and in the mood to ramble.
Today was the first day back in real classes after 2 weeks holidays, 3 weeks of exams (only 2 for me as mine were all together [fuckkkk]) and 3 days of retreat (which i didn’t like very much if you read my last post.)
It began with double biology – in which my eyes were almost burning out of my head trying to listen to some old ass man who used to be some kind of genius talk (Watson – discovering the structure of DNA) – however he seemed to be able to mumble and grin to the extent of a creepy pedophile – so I wasted time by taking some crappy notes. Then we got our exam marks back (I didn’t study for this exam very much – i sort of opened my book – wrote some notes – then stared at the paper) – evident in my marks (which my mother will probably murder me over… or just crush my spirits and leave the killing to my dad) I ended up with 26/69.
English – funny as always – with my teacher threatening to stab someone with her biro… I did pretty good in the sections we got back – but haven’t gotten all back yet – so that pisses me off… had all this time to mark yet some idiot locks her marked section in her office and is conveniently “sick.”
Then maths (the one subject i absolutely studied my ASS off for – meaning barely going out during my holidays and constant stress) – I stood at my friends [Mal, Jesi and Sheridan's] window talking until my teacher came and then she walked into their room to talk to their teacher. I go “DID I DO GOOOOOD???” and she said she didn’t know but she was grinning… turns out i got 78.5% which is probably the first maths mark over 50% I have received for a bit over a year. If my parents aren’t happy about that I will not hesitate to take a knife and… OR take up some kind of ancient Japanese fighting skills (not requiring body armour) and torture them like they have me with the stress and study.
Then Religion – which i got back [it weighed 0%] and couldn’t be bothered putting what little energy I had into working out what mark I had got – and I was le tired so I slept during a video on Islam (Which i have to write a report on tonight – ahhh shittt.)
Tomorrow I have Modern History – Another exam i probably screwed – having made most of the shit up on the spot and then watching some girl next to me tear off her 100 pages [not really - about 6 per essay] whilst i had only around 8 pages in front of me in total and the exam booklet. As well as DT which is fairly crappy because my mum is a DT teacher and I almost always (no I’m not self involved – its just true) get the highest mark – which is not all that great because then I get “oh it’s because her mumsssss a teacher and she does the work forrrr her” or ”what did SARAH get? Ohhh I beat you by half a mark!!!” (the second one hasn’t happened but im waiting for it.) Then if i fail (not average fail – mother fail – which means getting less than 60% is not good enough) I will have a nice lecture waiting for me at home.
Screwwwwwww school. Its 3.00 and I have wasted enough time – by the way – what the fuck is the deal with leaches??? Not literal leaches – the leach kind of person that sucks on to a person and then drains all the fun and life and then moves on to the next person – disgusting.
Hooray! Exams are finally over for me – So no school today and i slept til almost 11 and have been bumming around with a HUGE smile on my face – and yes caps lock was needed – it emphasised the pleasure.) As I am in the best of moods today you wont find a hate filled rant aimed towards losers, Americans, selfish self-involved anal retentive bastards, or all of the above (selfish self-involved anal retentive bastards and losers we all know as Americans) although the amount of insults in that on sentence has refreshed my mind a fair bit…
But instead a link – try it youself if you wish – according to the “Gender Genie” I found on Red Jenny’s blog, a majority of my posts conclude, in some mathamatical logic, that I am, in fact, a male.
How does one define a persons gender based on a blog? The Gender Genie bases your sex on how many “feminine” and “masculine” words you use in a blog. You just submit your blog and before you know it - you’re classified as male.
The result of a few of my blogs:
This Boy – Female
1,8000 words and 43 photos of fame – Male
Humans for Sale – Male
Scum – Female
“Get a Job” – They said – Female
So from what I gather, without doing every single post I have written, the Gender Genie sees every intelligent, well planned and logical post I write will be analysed to have been written by a male. Whilst every emotionally intact, thoughtful and slightly angry and bitter post I write will be analysed as written by a female.
Why is this? Is a male viewed as more intelligent? From my experience, it is almost a certain no. The Gender Genie seems to think I am somewhere in between, I must be that new breed of feminine male which i class as fe-man (a word i made up on the spot if you cant tell..) but are classically known as “Metro.”
The Gender Genie is in fact gender confused, as i am a certified (Birth certificate) Female.
Ironically enough – this post was considered male.
Im fairly sick of my hair. Its not the right length. So im going to cut it.
also it may not be a greatttt idea coz im in a bad mood.
but we shall see. ill update later.
Updateeeee:
The maths study i was supposed to be doing:
My anger resulting in hair cutting:
Ooops. Itll grow back.
I have two days until my exams start… or at least the hard exams.
Monday – modern history
Tuesday – maths
Thursday – DT and Biology
Yeah im sure it doesnt seem like much, but I have studied for two whole weeks – practically non stop – and i am still fairly confident it wont have made a difference.
Anyway that was not the point of this – thats just my stress coming through.
I have work in 10 minutes. So for 3 hours and 15 minutes i should be relatively not annoyed. Unless is mega busy.
Ill just think about “lets take a gander to where we are suposed to be” bahahahaha
Everything sort of seems fake today – i went to sleep tired as fuck – fairly early. But when mum woke me up i felt like i hadnt slept at all.
Fuckkkk.
peeee. esssss.
I looked at the stars last night. They were pretty.
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