:: Head shot :: Owned ::
May 16, 2007
This is sad ._. I hereby declare that I am going to fail my Physics Paper. Just when you thought you understood what the text-book is saying, you are thrown into a void of befuddlement when you actually face it in black and white. In short, I didn't know woot the paper was talking about, technically. Period. If I didn't die after the first shot to my head, just take a knife and stab me with it. Since school text-books are so idiotic, I wasn't able to answer the questions out of the box ( the book in this case ) and yep, I don't have a reference book.
Quote : "You won't be able to answer the questions without a reference book. Everyone should have at least one for him or herself."
My Biology teacher said that, by the way. Well? Even the teachers know it themselves that text-books are in fact incomplete. Worse still, the three Science text-books came with their own Practical workbooks which we had to add-on extra cash
and those of which we didn't use at all up till now. The books aren't cheap - maybe about 20 bucks in total. Now, let me present to you the stupidest thing that ever happened in my entire school life : Instead of trying to use them, they made us buy another set of Practical workbooks from a different publisher.
Cis.Speaking of Biology, Angelina and I went to the library the other day, contemplating to borrow Biology reference books for Thursday's papers, which is tomorrow. What we discovered was quite... 'amusing'. Biology reference books, they have... Oh yes, they do - in MALAY. Geez, the days when Biology was taught in Bahasa Melayu are over. We are all learning in ENGLISH now with new syllabi. What exactly is the purpose of having no reference books in English but Malay? To cater for a particular community? lol Maybe.
Meh, that's all. A little blur from my "short" nap. I have to pack up to catch my next bus to Hell.
.::Jolene::.
... as said by Joo
at 5:29 pm
:: Text-books :: By Idiots ::
May 15, 2007
School text-books are downright
USELESS. Parents spend like what? About 10 bucks for a single copy of them? What's the whole point of getting text-books when they're neither complete nor elaborate in details and information? Seriously, if they were complete in the first place, reference books wouldn't be selling like hot cakes in the market. This is an unfair advantage to the rich and disadvantage to their counterparts. The school, as we all know, makes it as though it's manditory for school students to get their own set of text-books. Even if the school doesn't exactly 'punish' those who did not, the
lovely teachers would play heroes by humiliating them in class with sneering remarks.
Back to the topic. Now, take my Chemistry text-book for example. Under the 'Titbits' section, it says : For atoms with more than 20 electrons, the third shell can accommodate up to 18 electrons.
Fine. So, what happens to atoms with more than 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, etc. etc.? That's the catch - It's not stated in the book. The only things that are there are examples of arrangements along with their respective elements. Being curious, me and my friends took upon the initiative to ask our teacher... We
had to ask for our exams' sake. Ironically, it turns out that even she doesn't know about the concept. Does the government expect students to learn 110% of what their teachers know? Say, we only learn 50% of our teachers' knowledge, but before us, our teachers were students of other teachers and the teachers of our teachers are students of other teachers as well and that chain came a long way, WAY before us. Gosh, that's alot of teachers in there xD Our knowledge today is probably insignificant to those in the past.
Well, that about wrapped it up. I'm positive that I'm gonna flunk my Physics paper tomorrow, with that teacher of mine. Oh well, I think she really should just teach in Malay since her English is un.fa.thom.able - - Anyhow, kudos to the teachers that embraced teaching as their passions.
In need of a reference book,
.::Jolene::.
... as said by Joo
at 10:46 pm
:: Ignoramus :: Going Insane IV ::
May 02, 2007
A recipe that had gone so completely wrong -- Hell, that's my life. Everything I touch seems to screw up badly... Psh' if you were to ask me to rate it at a scale of 1 to 10, I'd give it an 11... What? It's that bad, what. I mean, how nice is it to wake up to your family ( I don't even know whether to regard it as a family or not ) ignoring you? And when you try to talk to them, or at least spark a conversation, they simply say, "I'm not talking to you. " and start ordering you around. How do you like a mum who seems to hate you for every bloody single thing you do, or rather how things turn out? I don't mind being corrected for something that I could change if I had put alittle more effort into doing it. But, beyond everything, I especially can't tolerate when someone just have to 'hand-pick' my weaknesses, that I'm not even capable of changing in the first place and narrate it to the whole damned world. FYI, I did NOT decide upon my outlook or physical appearance and what more, I did NOT choose to live. What wrong have I ever done to you that made you despise me to the abyss? I inherited your genes and characteristics, and I'm not even blaming you for my so-called "deformities"; I'm pratically a part of you. Normally, people I know don't boast about themselves in public, thinking that themselves are perfect, flawless, a masterpiece from heaven. Now, I don't know why you changed or what influenced you to shape into this 'hideous' being. Sometimes... Well, most of the time I felt that I should move to another table to sit when you're around doing your 'thang' or maybe acknowledge others that I'm not associated with you, at all. Frankly speaking, I don't know what your expectations of me are, really. You seem dissatisfied with all my accomplishments (If they are to you, anyway). You praise brother for every tiny little thing that he does, but vent your frustrations on me even when I'm doing something for your sake - I can name them, no sweat. You don't even mind my brother getting red marks in his report card but by the mere mention of, "I might get a B for ____ ( Insert any subject ) " would mean sending us both into a deep argument or cold war intertwined with misunderstandings and a dash of hatred to 'spice' things up. Getting kicked out of the house would be her select doorgift. Marvellous, for someone who can't take jokes. You are no different from brother - You place the welfare of others over that of your relatives. I can now say this confidently : Anak di pangkuan dilepaskan, beruk di rimba disusui.
Held captive in her self-conjured abysmal vortex,
.::Jolene::. - Leave me alone
... as said by Joo
at 12:33 pm
