I hate Grad school. I hate that I am smarter than many of my teachers. I hate that I am spending what feels like millions of dollars on an education that I could have acquired by simply utilizing some of my common sense. I hate that my teachers (not Dr.s, just teachers) consistently spend four hours of my life teaching me nothing! I hate that I get assigned hours of busy work because my teachers do not have any real assignements to give me because there is no real content in the courses they are "teaching". I particularly hate my teacher from last semester that told her summer semester students that my classmates and I are learning disabled. Thats right, learning disabled. Why did she say that you ask? Because we, being english and math majors, did not feel qualified or comfortable with the task of tutoring her high school students in global and American history. Her high school students who have failed the global history and American history regents more than twice and must pass if they are to graduate.
And mostly I hate that I cannot for the life of me concentrate on writing my thesis.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Just in case anyone wondered why I have been MIA it can all be boiled down to Roberts Wesleyan College eating my brain. I absolutely hate the last week of school, I hate finals and I truly cannot read my thesis one more time. Lucky for me it is almost summer.....oh wait, my summer classes begin on Tuesday. Love this life.