School Still Blows!

Screw Biology 12, I can barely stand Biology 11. Luckily enough, there's a Geography course as an alternative to Bio12, so maybe I can up my grade average past 70%. I mean, it can't be that hard considering I seem to know and care more about the world than anybody else here combined.

All I have to do is pass Bio11, and then I'm done with science FOREVER. HAHAHAHA, SCREW YOU, SCIENCE... errr... maybe a bit early on that, especially since I need to work on Math12P too.

As long as I pass and get the hell out of here, the better for all of us.

IT'S FREAKIN' COLD OUT HERE

Luckily, I do not feel temperature (or pain for that matter) or that kind of thing would bother me.

It's driving the animals into town though. The other day, I found a huge pile of bear shit near my house. Also, deep into Monday night, I ran into a group of white-tail deer outside my house when I was going to go and smoke some pot instead of doing worthless science homework.

I also notice the weakness in some people here. While I galliantly walk to school every day, those who take buses and cars for granted don't even bother to show up in this cold and patriotic weather. Perhaps they have ulterior motives? *COUGHSTUPIDBIOLOGYVIRUSPRESENTATIONCOUGH*

School Blows!

School isn't going so good. Failed the evolution test and I'll probably fail the logarithem test too. No matter how much effort I put into this, little extra is produced.

The government has promised me something good if I graduate, so I'll have to at least achieve that goal.

Yet Another Day

My dog was put down the other day. He had surgery for cancer in his ass, but it came back and nothing could be done about it. He lived 12 years anyways and seemed more intelligent than most people that I've met.

Life Goes On

Field trip was alright, though nothing spectacular. Best part was keeping the teachers awake deep into the night at Jericho.

Oh, by the way, whoever decided to make the music player ban can shove it up their ass. Whoever dares to ban culture, media, freedom and ritual from me should expect it to provoke an aggressive response. If the staff expect me to endlessly listen to people talk about their relatively uninteresting and meaningless lives rather than music while I am trying to work, then they can go to hell.

I didn't invest over $300 and many, many hours of downloading for my iPod just so I could not use it. If the staff seriously thinks that listening to music doesn't help concentration (at the very least when it is an alternative to listening to other obnoxious people), then they should be mature enough to realise that their opinions are not necessarally fact and therefore not impose their bullshit onto us, the students. I should probably add that if it wasn't for us putting up with the staff, then the staff wouldn't have jobs right now.

And yes, I do agree that listening to music when you should be listening to the teacher is ignorant, but listening to music when you are working alone is our productive right.

I moved the other day into a house that was apparently once a ranger station, so now I have a new compound with nearly twice the space as before for all of my stuff. I lost internet access so I'm busy writing this out in the middle of photography class just in an attempt to keep up my blog quota.

First Week of the Grad Year

First week has gone without major incident, but just because I can, here's some words of advice that I've confirmed after my first week of Grade 12:

Life's a bitch and then you die. Even Al Bundy agrees!

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