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Posted Tuesday, June 04, 2013 // 9:49 pm
The song writes the rush
 Oh and my fever came immediately after my period ended. So this is honestly one of my worst week ever, physically. My brain is still being (oddly) stimulated enough to have the strength to do work. And to get angry and frustrated at my Video Production teacher. He really is the worst person ever, constantly judging us and treating us like complete idiots simply because we are younger than him. I corrected him because he got the Star Trek line wrong while explaining how important classic lines are because they make the movie and this is his response: Him: The what, "go boldly to places"... Me: "To boldly go where no man has ever gone before". Him: Yah lah, whatever lah.He is literally teaching about how important the exact line is to make a movie a classic and timeless movie but he fucking dissed me when I gave him the right Star Trek line. A little ironic, don't you think, sir? I noticed that my Chinese Literature stand in freeze disco dance position that dissolves me into laughter whenever I look up at him trying to teach the class. It's good to find humour in a excessively boring class. My Public Relations lecturer scolded the whole course today because a handful of them got D and another pile got C for the latest assignment. He wasn't even finalised with anything yet since a bunch of them have yet to present but he just decide to use about 30 minutes into lecture reprimanding the unknown circle of people like everyone was at fault. I honestly don't understand when teachers do that. It's like in a class of different intellectual levels, everyone is seem as geniuses in the teacher's eyes and when a bunch of them turn out to not meet the expectation, that bunch AND the actual geniuses and all the other floaters are lectured (pardon the pun) on not being geniuses as a class. No, everybody is different and if you were to take the time to maybe have that thought fixed in your mind, maybe you gain a new perspective at what sort of quality you might receive. Granted, some people are honestly just lazy. Maybe they deserve it. Maybe you are trying to "give them a harsh reality". Maybe through your tough love, they would be invigorated to learn and improve. Point is, why did you have to take up 30 minutes of everybody's time to those who probably actually already know they handed up bad work because they are lazy and to those who definitely already know the importance of quality and effort? There are so many other ways to approach the problem you obviously found vexing to tell off the course during lecture. You could email them, yell their ass off while at it. You could ask them to stay back, yell their ass off while at it. You could also wait till everyone is done and further evaluate then decide whether to yell their ass off. I honestly didn't feel anything as the lecture went on because I know my standard and I know I wouldn't be dismissed with a 'C' with the amount of time and effort I put into trying to make it the model press release look. I may get a 'B', but I know for a fact that since he rambled on non-stop on the subject of effort, I would not get a 'C', or 'D', for that matter. I'm not being snobbish about my intellect; I just know that if I don't give the lecturer shit work, he wouldn't return me a shit grade, were he an honourable man. Now that I vented the lecturer-rant thoughts out, I am having another on-again relationship with my headache. Boy, what a crappy feeling. Labels: i am sick, poly, school is killing me, sick, teachers |