With only eight days until Christmas everyone is in the Holiday Spirit and I am absolutely sick of it. Now don't mistake me as some Scrooge, I love Christmas and it's capitalistic ploys as much as the next person, it's that a conglomerate of soulless people who shall remain nameless have decided to be the Scrooges of the season and assign project after project, paper after paper, and inane test after inane test. Now normally I would be frustrated and would feel yet another piece of my spirit become emotionally detached, but this week seemed to be the semester's-worth of paper's that broke the passive-aggressive girl's back. So I sat quietly in my seat all day, silently praying for God to smite every damn person in the school because that was how freaking done I was at that particular point, and wondered what the administration would do if I just went home at the end of the day and never came back. While I was doing all this pondering I was sending very angry, all-caps texts to my mother, in which I demanded that she come and tell the principal that "she has got to get her staff the hell under control" along with: "pick me up right now," "homeschool me," and, "help me stage a coup."
I was not surprised that she was waiting in the formal sitting room for the inevitable rant that comes with the last week of school before Christmas Break. Now this would not have to occur if teachers didn't have a giant bug up their nose and seem to think that they're homework is the only thing you have to do that week. When absolutely every teacher believes that students just end up surrounded in a sea of homework, crying into their pillow and contemplating whether or not a high school diploma is even worth it. After all, that thing is really just a piece of fancy paper with your name on it. I could make one of those at the printer store and then go to Panera afterwards. But back on subject, I have to take six tests in two days, and have a research paper due, that my teacher gave us two weeks to work on. Jesus Christ no wonder the American school systems can't keep kids in them until graduation! You're working kids like dogs every damn second of every damn day! Poor bastards don't even get a chance to sleep. And most of us high school kids also have jobs, and places we volunteer, and school clubs because God forbid you don't join a club!
In conclusion: High School Teachers, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, Don't forget to tell Santa what an insensitive jerk you are.
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