Well I'm currently trying to sleep but i cant because i left my Ipod downstairs and its too late to get it now.
So I'm listening to music on my laptop, which is counterproductive really...
Epic Fail.
I read today on http://news.uk.msn.com/odd-news/article.aspx?cp-documentid=149601784 that the custard cream is the UK's Deadliest Biscuit. Who the fuck, dedicates their life to mesuring the danger levels of a biscuit. Honestly? What. The. Hell.
I'm not sure what makes the custard cream so deadly, i dont really like them much anyway, they taste abit weird...
I was also reading that people put too much pressure on us to do well in our exams.
They dont know the half of it.
If they arent telling you how your going to fail and lose out on everything in life, they are shoving paper after paper of coursework in your face. They make everything sound more dramatic than it is, not sure why, maybe to sort of scare us into working, all it does is get me into a stress frenzy and i have an anxiety attack from all the work i have to do. When really its not half as bad as they make it out to be, so im there writhing around on the floor having abit of a fit over one paper that is simple as pie but looks more like the Da Vinci Code.
If the troubles of exams werent enough, we also have the constant paranoia of appearances and keeping them up.
Its really bad for the girls, but still bad for the boys, but its not as much hassle, we have to do makeup, and its gotta look right or we just look pathetic. Hair, If this is crap then you just look a bit sad to be honest, this happens to me, my hair goes messy really easy, it tangles at the slightest breeze and i look like a cyclone survivor. Clothes, well basically without going into full rant mode cuz i cant be arsed to right now. If your clothes look cheap, old, the wrong size, or some random shit thats apparently ''wrong'' with the way you look, your apparently committing some sort of offence, as if your appearance is an endangerment to the world, its hardly like someone is going to crash their car because of the outstanding stupidity of what your wearing. If they were ridiculous enough to have to look away from the road to laugh at you, then they deserve to crash and recieve no medical attention.
I kid you not. I mean that XD
I know that with every generation their was pressure but i think this time round it is quite bad, i mean the teachers are definatly into making your day more stressful than it has to be, as some form of motivation, which by the way, im never motivated to do anything any more, if i do something well, if i get a C or B i never get, Good job, thats a good peice of work, i can tell you worked hard on it. No i just get, Good work or good try, and then its dumped, even if i get an A its immidiatly followed by, But. But. But. But.
The most pessimistic word in the english language.
They never motivate us to do anything any more, they always just tell us to get on with it, its all really depressing, i know that its not all supposed to be fun and games, but would it kill them to put abit of effort in honestly, some teachers do, but not many of mine, alot of teachers i have are angry, stressy, boring and patronising, cringy and unfunny. I have about 3 teachers that are decent people. If even that many.
Its like ''If you stand there explaining it as if YOU hate it, then we are all going to hate it too."
God.
Going to go to bed now, but no doubt i wont be able to sleep without my ipod.
Im always checking from now on.
ARRRRRRRRRRRG.
IPOD FAIL.
Epic Win by Hayley right here.
(That was sarcastic by the way)
Hayley
x
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
Missing Ipods, Deadly Biscuits and "Pressure on teens"
Posted by Hahahhhahsrirk at 15:25
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