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Monday, March 21, 2011
Tests, tests, tests

Okay, the word again: Procrastination. We all know how horrible it can be - in fact, I am procrastinating at the moment.

It pretty much started like this:
"Fuck my life, I need some peace out dude. I'll just take a break for, hmm, 5 mins yeah? That's doable right?"
Opens Facebook, Msn, Youtube
"Oh, a new video! Wow, five notifications! Wow, all these people want to talk to me.... I'm so happy..."

And so on - no need to explain to you how it ends.

Why do we keep lying to ourselves? Many may wonder this. It's commonly classified as immoral to be a liar, yet is it so when we do it to ourselves? Of course not. Whenever I lie to myself is to convince myself that I'm not half the failure I actually am. This thus leads to the motivator of these emotions... yes, you know it: eduction.

So what's the purpose of education? Why do we have to learn so much? Seriously, what is the POINT of this system. Basically, eduction involves spending 12 to 13 years of our lives in front of books, learning about maths, languages, sciences, society and the environment etc. But how much of that do we actually use? Now that I think of it, unless you're some sort of budding Einstein trying to prove to the world how magnificent your intellectual abilities are, not much =\

For example, prerequisites in medicine basically include: Maths B, Chemistry, English and one of Physics or Biology. I understand the need for Chemistry and the need for Biology. I also understand the need for English, but MATHS? I know that maths is important in the measurement side of things. For example, I learned last year in chemistry that small doses of Potassium Chloride can benefit your immune system, yet concentrated doses are used in America as a method of lethal injection. Obviously, unless you were a prescriber for an executioner's gaol, you'd probably not want to kill someone (or maybe you might ....) but seriously, do we require calculus? Do we require integration? Do we require sine graphs, or cosine graphs, or tangent graphs, or whatever? No, not really. So what, you're telling me I just spent twelve years learning stuff I didn't even need to know? Yes? It's for the greater good, right? Yes? So, it's perfectly reasonable that we essentially wasted 12 perfectly good, prime years of our lives just doing stupid stuff, and that all the tears and tantrums and stress and bitch fights were for nothing? Essentially... yes..

I'm surprised that no one has made a stand against this stuff. Seriously, was this destined for me? AM I DESTINED TO BE THE ONE WHO FREES US ALL...?

No, I don't think I am. I'm too, what's the word, craven. Though, I'd like to make the point that despite the fact that people say "Make the most of your school years." Yet, the basically shove our heads into the books and hold them there until we asphyxiate from the mass of information.

Okay, obviously a rambling rage blog. Yes, I know, I'm crazy. In fact, this aspect of my mental health was exemplified when I was stressing over my maths exam today (stupid question fucking seven), and I pulled at my hair and... tufts of it came out! I was mortified, naturally, but hey? I'm making the most of it right? I'm doing what the government says, what the principal says, what the teachers say - what everyone says to do. They must be aliens, thinking that education is the only, and very only key to a successful life.

But hey, may I dispute? I'm pretty sure Queen Elizabeth didn't have to put up with this shit, and she seemed to have a pretty good life.

Well, that feels so much better. Chemistry and Maths exam was reasonable today - but I wouldn't like them any harder. I'm just worried about what the level 2 and 3 questions will be like...

I hope you enjoyed my crazy blog. I wish I could let you guys comment, but unfortunately my skin doesn't include a comment's box, so i dunno, put comments in the chatbox?

Steph