Thursday, December 21, 2006

"All you people at the top don’t know nothing about it. We don’t give a fuck what the price is, so just leave us to our own devices, and we’ll leave you alone."


I’ve decided you really can’t please everyone. Especially miserable, horrible, self absorbed people, perhaps the most difficult of all people to please. In this specific case, I speak of my Current Affairs teacher. I suffered through a term of his constant harsh criticism (almost once reduced to tears), and worked hard to provide him a final project of which he may find acceptable. When he dubbed my group’s efforts as “competent” I found a glimmer of hope, because it had been nicer than any he had previously uttered. Alas, to no avail. I busted my ass all term

putting up with a fellow group member that loved to bust my balls over every little detail and put more effort into this one class than perhaps any of my others in that term combined. I was hopeful that all of our efforts would be deemed valuable in the end result and by extension, the received grade. Wrong again. Grades went up at midnight this evening and I received a mediocre grade for a project that the teacher and his high and mighty fellow colleague deemed “one of the better projects they had seen come out of this class than in the past.” You would think that if this were the case the grade would reflect as such. I pray for the grades of the poor bastards that have befallen before me. Did I mention it is mandatory (low and behold, this was news to me) to take his class again next term and do basically the same project all over again? I used to think that there was some sort of balance in the universe, that with hard work at least the end result made it worth while. I know now that I was clearly deceived and the world is more cruel and unusual than I had once so naively thought.

Sidenote: I got my second tattoo almost two weeks ago. The shading and colour have not been completed yet, but here's a pic of phase one :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sometimes teachers do that. You just have to complain. Sometimes they will adjust marks.