I assign public schools. I hate them, hate them, HATE THEM!! Where is my wonderful open-optional, student-led, RESPONSIBLE education when I need it the most? Oh right, it's four thousand miles away.
I go from one of the best schools in the country to a school in the state with one of the worst education systems (and, as a result, the worst graduation rate) in the country, and my mother tells me it's just as good as my real school. The nerve.
Take me to a place where the subject being taught wasn't something I learnt in seventh grade. I am a senior in high school, I am more intelligent than this for crying out loud! Stop treating me like an infant!
Okay, rant mode off. But seriously, people, this is a result of the most Mordor-assigning-worthy rubbish that has ever happened in my life, which is too personal to post on the internet, of course.
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