Once again the end of the week is coming up and I wonder how I'm going to be able to survive the whole school year, let alone the next week. I feel like this week was more of a sit-back-and-relax type of week more than anything because I did so many I-don't-care things that were... fun. So I had fun, and that has made my week somewhat bearable.
There's just a few more to go until I hit the big old 300th post, but I still haven't really planned anything else. Please don't go and expect something huge out of me, since I don't know if I can even think properly at school anymore, let alone assemble a good long post.
Arrogance
I think I have mentioned on this blog before that I hate my math class. Even though it's Math 10 Honours, you might as well take away the "Honours" and "Math" part. In reality it's just a bunch of grade 10 students who are screwing around in a classroom taking advantage of the nature of the teacher. And as if that wasn't enough, there are just some people who really piss (kind of a too strong word for this) me off.
You have your stereotypical tall white guy who's only job is to "entertain" the class and cause disruptions. Then you have the silent girl who thinks that she is better than everybody, and regardless if she actually is or is not, she should not be acting like a total prick. There's the quiet and relatively shy person in class who actually takes the time to try to learn the material, but cannot because the whole class is a joke.
Of course, I'm not talking about everybody in the class (not at all, I actually have some good friends in that class that I enjoy working with), but I can't take this course seriously if I'm stuck in a classroom full of people who don't even want to try. Just like in grade eight, I have to ask myself again, "How did these people get into Honours?" Sorry about this little rant about my class, it's just that it's extremely unproductive and I wish that I never took it.
I've said in a past post that I don't like excluding people and I try not to do it purposefully or with harmful intent. I also said that I would try to not exclude anybody, and I think I have done pretty well so far. So naturally when things are going alright, something bad usually comes along.
Volleyball intramurals are coming up next week and my friends and teammates from last year's volleyball team wanted to make an intramurals team. However there is a cap of six players on a single team and there has to be "a person of the opposite sex on the court at all times" (which for us just means a girl has to play the whole time). The team kind of split and there is currently one team.
I thought about making a team, but it seemed kind of pointless without having the whole team together again, so I leaned away from that idea. For a short while it seemed like they would go on and have their little team and maybe I would make one with the remainders, but it turns out that they actually made space for me on their team (which just means that somebody was kicked off, unfortunately).
First of all, this gives me very conflicted feelings because a) somebody was kicked off the team and b) I will be leaving the other guys on their own. I wouldn't want to leave anybody behind, because, well, that's exclusion, and I kind of promised to try and not do that. Yet I think about how much fun there is to be had at intramurals and then those thoughts don't seem so important anymore...
So who knows? I might just not join a team this year. Or then again, I might. You'll probably hear from me soon enough as sign ups are due by tomorrow.
Goodbye
Well, that ends yet another insignificant post. Thank you for reading this blog (I hope you continue if you like it) as it does give me support somewhat and I like to know that this is actually getting out to people. As for my infatuation "problems", I don't know what I'm going to do. My regards go out to all those who commented and suggested ideas, but I think I'm just going to do nothing, for a bit at least.
I've been very curious about this anon person. It'd be amazing if you were not a friend that I have met in life and if you were a random stranger who somehow stumbled upon this blog. I have no idea who you are, but it seems like you've been here from the start, and who knows, maybe you were. But thanks. I hope you don't leave because of this (haha). I will be a 9 tonight.
"Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens." - Jimi Hendrix
No comments:
Post a Comment