one time in high school i didnt read the assigned book and i was like fuck it imma write this essay anyway and i had no idea what the book was even about or who the characters were so i just spewed out some shit about archetypes and the teacher came up to me after class and told me i was the only student who truly understood the book
recently i saw an opinion relating to college and some of the expenses for students and it made me remember about something; about how some college students bitch and moan about how they couldn’t afford going to school or paying for college. but can afford fancy personal items on themselves.
Here’s the deal; if you can easily splurge on expensive electronics like a 3DS or iPods, hell even on things you won’t even use for school like art supplies or cosplay material, then you don’t have any say not being able to afford school or college if you can easily pay for any of these expense. You can put that money to good use for education but instead you waste it on meaninglessness hobbies that probably wont benefit you in the real world.
A 3DS costs the same as a college textbook. A lot of people can afford to make that purchase once, but not 10 times a year for four (or more) years.
So this blog is still terrible, anyway.
Another stop on the “if you think poor people shouldn’t have anything nice ever you are wrong and you suck” train.
Besides, hobbies are THINGS THAT MAKE SOMEONE HAPPY. I don’t give a fuck how “meaningless” they are; if it gives someone joy in their life, then they should be able to pursue it. Not everything has to be applicable to your career.
Ok story time: I’ve attended 2 colleges so far in my life. The first one was a lovely community college where I took a ton of gen eds and worked 30+hrs a week saving money. I very quickly learned that I was going to have to drop waaaaay more money on textbooks then I had ever thought, and I wasn’t even going to open half of those because syllabuses changed/things happened/whatever. They had a sell back option at the end of semester that helped, but it was still insane what I was being asked to do.
Then I went to my lovely university and became an art major where I would be constantly told I need to drop around $300+ a class on specialized art supplies in the first week. The same thing then happened with my textbooks where I would find myself not touching half of the supplies and then find out a month in that a product that was a fraction of the cost would have worked just as well for the supplies I was using but for some reason my professor was in lust with an expensive brand they swore by.
So moral of the story is fuck all of that noise. Go see if you can rent the textbook from a local library or buy a heavily discounted copy online. See if you can find pdfs or find friends who have taken that class and borrow from them. Talk to your peers and share a textbook because I can promise that there is practically zero chance you’re ever going to touch that $150 textbook again afterwards so don’t waste your money.
And art supplies? Don’t buy until your teacher actually says you’re going to need it for the next project, and even then go find an art store and ask the employees for more affordable options (as a former Blick associate, I can promise that we know/can find out how the quality of the product will change with brands), or go online and find forums (wetcanvas is a WONDERFUL one for traditional mediums) and actually talk to your teacher and ask if you have to stick to a certain brand or if they have other recommendations because holy fuck that shit gets pricey real quick.
Tuition and all of the fees with higher learning are crazy enough as is, adding supply fees on top is just cruel. Go out and buy that DS or book or fancy meal because school is stressful and being able to sit around and fight some baddies in a game is going to be way more helpful to your sanity then dropping thousands of dollars on practically pointless books.
TODAY IN CLASS THIS CHICK WAS PASSING OUT A PACKET AND SHE JUST THREW MINE AT ME AND I SAID “Yo don’t fuckin throw that shit at me like I’m a stripper.” AND EVERYONE AROUND ME JUST STARED AT ME AND I REALIZED THAT ITS BC THATS THE FIRST THING IVE SAID IN CLASS SINCE I CAME TO THIS SCHOOL AND JFC
In my Sociology class, we had to write every hurtful word we’ve ever been called on a sticky note and then stick it to our body. We then went around and took them off of each other. Most of us in tears…this is the aftermath.
…I have no words for this post.
So today I explored the new art building at my college. I decided to see the bathroom so I went in…
And I noticed this random door inside. It was marked with a classroom number.
How Curious I thought.. So I got closer to read the classroom name and..
Wait… Is that? Does that say..
I FOUND THE ENTRANCE.
I tried speaking parseltongue, kicking the door, rattling the handle.. but it wouldnt budge.
Probably muggle trickery.. But I WILL get past this door.
I am starting art school very soon and if it’s not exactly like this then I’m dropping right the frick out
Hahaha then you should probably drop out. The chances of working at Disney or even in animation is so low its ridiculous. Pick another major for godssake.
How dare you. How dare you say this to me, a dreamer. How dare you say this to me, an artist. How dare you say this to me now, during the Year of Luigi. How dare you. How. Dare. You. I will dare to dream of a future where a cryogenically-preserved Walt Disney emerges from his exile to offer me a position at his studio. I will dare to dream of a future where my hard work and perseverance leads to PAID hard work and perseverance. I shall prove you so completely, embarrassingly, hilariously wrong. Because I believe. I BELIEVE
If you are a teacher or going to be… Watch this!!!
If you are not a teacher.. WATCH THIS!
I love this and I am so glad someone put this into words.
*slow fucking clap* Thank you, sir. Thank you.
i agree with everything except the comment about the bathroom because who the fuck is anyone to assume whether you actually need to go to the bathroom or not when you say you need to
my mom is working at an elementary school and i’ve already heard countless stories of kids who literally peed their pants because their teachers decided they wanted to go to the bathroom because they were “bored,” and then those kids spent the rest of their miserable day in soiled underwear/pants/skirts/probably socks too, knowing that all the other kids knew they’d peed their pants and knowing their parents would probably spank them for soiling their clothes, something that wasn’t even their fault to begin with and don’t even give me the “oh the parent will understand” speech because no they will not
i’ve known female classmates who ruined their clothes because a (usually male) teacher didn’t allow them to go to the bathroom when they asked and they did not feel comfortable expressing that it was because they were on their period and fuck if they should have had to say so just to be able to get 2 minutes of time in the bathroom
when someone says they have to go to the bathroom, you let them go
and if you’re seriously concerned about students going to the bathroom just because they’re bored than maybe you should rethink your classroom policies or consider what causes the student(s) to become bored instead of trying to control other people’s bladders/bodily functions because my respect for a teacher is directly tied to their level of respect for my body and nothing will ever make up for the fact that they tried to dictate to me what i could do with it
This this this this^^^ My only problem as well. Because it was a BIG problem for me. When I was younger (especially in middle school) I had problems with my bladder where I would have to go suddenly, and there was not a lot of time between “I need to go” and pissing myself. And eventually my mom had to start contacting all my teachers every year to tell them “If she says she has to go, she has to go.” because they would not let me otherwise.
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