Hello, friends! Wasn't it a marvellous day? Well, I say marvellous, it was distinctly rainy 'round these parts. Regardless, I walked home through it with little or no affair.
Anyway, today I had my first general studies lesson today. For those of you who don't know, general studies is a lesson that seems to have no discernible reason to offer for its existence. Although it is a lesson and one that we all must take, it does not count (whatever grade you get) as one of the entry requirements for almost any University, the topics it covers are so vague and disputable that exams become in essence guess-work and it eats up time that we should be spending working in our other subjects. It is ostensibly set up in order to teach young people about culture, which of course is a fairly pointless exercise - not because I don't think that young people can be cultured, merely because culture is something, like fun, that loses something in being regimented or enforced.
That attitude is one of the many things tat gets me really annoyed. The idea that culture or education is something that merely needs to be necessity to be applied as opposed to a commodity to be enjoyed I think is one of the main reasons why I feel always slightly vexed when contemplating the education system.
Anyway, in addition to that, I had Biology where I was continuing to write about things that I no longer understand, English Literature where we were continuing our discussions on the poet Robert Frost (our conclusion was that he was "Jolly good"), English Language where we continue to work on graphology.
"But wait!" the crowds cry, "That's five lessons! Do you mean to say that the day of our hero, Joseph Black, was unbroken by any free-periods?" Sadly, it is so and I must say that I'm feeling suitably exhausted as a result, which I'm aware I've no right to be given that many others have more difficult jobs with longer hours and that I'm meant to be working in my free-periods in any case, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm tired.
Incidentally, I'm trying to find a way of making these posts less egocentric and more outward facing. I'm aware that I live a staggeringly boring sheltered life and that these posts at the moment are only really reflecting that and consequentially are fairly dull too and I thought that maybe by trying to look at things beyond the scope of myself I might make it more interesting. Anyway, you'll catch any new developments here first of all.
Well then, goodnight readers.
Anyway, today I had my first general studies lesson today. For those of you who don't know, general studies is a lesson that seems to have no discernible reason to offer for its existence. Although it is a lesson and one that we all must take, it does not count (whatever grade you get) as one of the entry requirements for almost any University, the topics it covers are so vague and disputable that exams become in essence guess-work and it eats up time that we should be spending working in our other subjects. It is ostensibly set up in order to teach young people about culture, which of course is a fairly pointless exercise - not because I don't think that young people can be cultured, merely because culture is something, like fun, that loses something in being regimented or enforced.
That attitude is one of the many things tat gets me really annoyed. The idea that culture or education is something that merely needs to be necessity to be applied as opposed to a commodity to be enjoyed I think is one of the main reasons why I feel always slightly vexed when contemplating the education system.
Anyway, in addition to that, I had Biology where I was continuing to write about things that I no longer understand, English Literature where we were continuing our discussions on the poet Robert Frost (our conclusion was that he was "Jolly good"), English Language where we continue to work on graphology.
"But wait!" the crowds cry, "That's five lessons! Do you mean to say that the day of our hero, Joseph Black, was unbroken by any free-periods?" Sadly, it is so and I must say that I'm feeling suitably exhausted as a result, which I'm aware I've no right to be given that many others have more difficult jobs with longer hours and that I'm meant to be working in my free-periods in any case, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm tired.
Incidentally, I'm trying to find a way of making these posts less egocentric and more outward facing. I'm aware that I live a staggeringly boring sheltered life and that these posts at the moment are only really reflecting that and consequentially are fairly dull too and I thought that maybe by trying to look at things beyond the scope of myself I might make it more interesting. Anyway, you'll catch any new developments here first of all.
Well then, goodnight readers.
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