I hate school now, utterly dispise it. I hate it for it's "advanced" classes that are ruined by a teacher who wastes all my time talking about his hobbies. We've been doing function for 2-3 weeks now, and since I program we all know how little I know about function ("Look, here's a function being passed to another function, WOW!"). We've been doing grade 10 physics for the past 2 weeks too, I already learned that speed * time = distance thank you, oh, change of speed * time = acceleration? WHOAH.

The hardest thing I've done in math so far was the absolute function, getting the reciprical of it. Of course, I solved it by myself within 5 minutes then had to listen to him explain it over the next 2 classes (with large chunks of chit chat in between each sentence, no wonder no one else gets it). I've spent more time talking to my friend in math than working, and that's not because I'm not doing my work, I'm sorry, but 5 problems involving finding the reciprocal of f(x) = ax + b aren't gonna keep me occupied for a whole class. (It's sad that I've spent more time playing the "ADD" game (say random word to other guy, he says one to you, repeat, laugh at whatever ensues) than listening).

Oh, and I'm getting tired of hearing his bu***** advice. "Put everything on your credit cards and just pay the minimum for the rest of your life! You don't have to pay the debt that way." Thank you for that sparkling load of...

I think my personal favorite thing is when he said (in physics) that you could make yourself heavier at will.. and claimed he could do it (we brought in a scale to shut him up).



ah... ranting feels good. My first semester was (french) talk, (math) talk, (biology) memorize 5000 definitions, (geography) oh, you calculate population density by dividing pop by area? Pollution spreads with wind???.., and second semester isn't looking good, although english seems OK... for english.