Let's start off with something small. Now I understand that the school is a big building, the temperatures are going to fluctuate a lot throughout the year, from freezing cold winters to blazing hot summers. So there is heating in the freezing cold winters- okay, let's start there. In the winter, you turn on the heaters. It's nice and cozy. But sometimes in some of my classes, I wonder if this place is an oven. Because when it's cold outside, YOU DON'T BLAST THE HEAT AS MUCH AS YOU CAN INSIDE. It's to the point where I can't breath. I get headaches. This is not how you're suppose to use heaters. There are ovens in this world for a reason. Let’s continue now. There are air conditioners in the blazing hot summers- oh, we hope you like winter because we’re putting it to 30 degrees. Look, I’m the type of person who doesn’t care how cold it is, but I’m speaking for the people who actually get cold. Calm down, you can put it to 60 degrees where it is cool. The point of an A/C is to cool people, not create a blizzard. And for those rooms without A/C, get them, especially on the second floor, it is hell.
Of course, it’s school, you’re suppose to work. I can understand that. And sometimes when you do work, it’s group work. In theory, when you work in a group, you’re suppose to work together which gets work done faster. When you do work in groups, you talk. You just talk about things, things outside of school. Maybe you talk about life outside of school. Maybe you talk about something that you like- wait, what? What do you mean you’re suppose to work in groups, finish the work and only talk about that one topic, for example, you can work in a group for science to do a lab, yet you’re only allowed to talk about science. Where’s the logic in that? And when the teacher tells you to get back to work, you end up talking about that same thing you were talking about a minute ago. There is no way a teacher can moderate every single person’s conversation which defeats the point of group work all together. When you work in groups, you are obligated to talk about other things outside of that topic. How are you suppose to only talk about math for 20 minutes straight? You can't.
Okay, I want to get this one over with because this one is extremely disgusting and I felt like I had to vomit while making this one. Let’s get this done as soon as possible. You see that picture of that BBQ CHEESEBURGER? Okay, no, that is not a barbecue cheeseburger. In fact, that is far from being a barbecue cheeseburger. First off, that’s a chicken burger? And second, what is that slimy pink “sauce” on that burger. I didn’t even bother to taste it as I knew I would get some sort of food poisoning judging by the bread being mushy, soggy and slimy. So I just took a picture of it thinking that somehow this picture would come in handy (which it did) and I threw it away. Waste of $3. I could’ve bought a McDouble, fries and a drink for $4 at McDonald's, much better deal than this crap. Ironically more healthy too. And this is what I mean. I HATE the school lunches at Herricks. It’s disgusting. For a better price, I could get something else. I know I’m not Gordon Ramsay, but I can tell that the school lunch is terrible. The pizza is soggy, the salad is left out in the open for hours on end, the burgers are cold, the fries are bland, the pasta is flavorless, the chicken nuggets are filled with grease and just so much more. And I’ve been told that the school lunches were delicious… okay no. I hate it. I wait until I get home to eat, even if it means that I don’t eat anything for hours.
What do you think of when you hear the word “gym?” Do you think of an actual gym where you workout? Do you think of a class in school where you play sports? Do you think of taking the same notes over and over again- wait, that’s not what you think “gym” is? Well, I don’t know where you’ve been this entire time, under a rock? Because in gym, you are expected to do labs everyday and take notes on it while you wait to play sports (which does not happen.) Seriously though, IT THIS WHAT GYM IS SUPPOSE TO BE, TAKING NOTES? Coming from actually doing “gym” stuff my entire life to doing worksheets in 9th grade, it’s annoying, and the gym teacher doesn’t care. And isn’t “gym” suppose to be the class where you don’t do work? Hell, when a sub came in with instructions to do the lab with the class, she was like “To hell with that, you can play basketball or do whatever you want,” and that’s what you’re suppose to in gym class, do “gym” stuff instead of labs, save that for science.
Hey, I got a “USEFUL” fact about life. Did you know that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell? Oh, and by the way, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Let me remind you again, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Oh you wanna know how you can pursuit your dreams of being this or that? Well, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. You see how useless the information you learn in school is? Half of the things you learn in school won’t even apply to what you will do in life. Not to be that guy, but how will the things we learn in school help us in real life? Now you imagine a situation where you are kidnapped and tied to a chair. A person holds a gun to your head and says “Now, I’ll let you go if you answer this one question right… but if you get it wrong, I’ll see you in hell. Now here’s the question... what is the powerhouse of the cell?” Okay, that was a bit extreme but do you see my point? Where in the world would you be in a situation like that? Not everyone in the world is going to be a biologist. Now to be fair, Herricks has a lot of classes that will help you get a head start in what you want to do in life. But the mandatory academic classes, well… the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.
Once again, I know it’s school, so I know I am expected to do work. And I know it’s high school so I expect to get a lot of work, both in school and out. Oh, and you wanna hear a fact? Did you know that a lot of students in school get stress? I didn’t have to look that up. I know. Also, did you know that stress from high school students is mostly because of the sheer amount of homework they get? I didn’t have to look that up. I know. Also, did you know that most high school students spend hours and hours doing homework and studying? I didn’t have to look that up. I know. Also, did you know that high school was meant to be fun? I didn’t have to look that up. I know. So let’s recap, high school students get stress from the sheer amount of homework they get everyday. They spend the entire day doing their work and studying, from 3 in the afternoon after school to 2 in the morning. And students are expected to enjoy school? Don’t you think it's a little excessive? I understand, teachers have to give out work, some don’t give out as much work to compensate for other classes, but for the most part, teachers don’t care at all.
Senior: High school is going to be the best part of your life! When you are at your senior year, you’ll wonder “Where did it all go?” You would want to come back and relive it all again! 8th Grade Me: Um... okay? Senior: You don’t look that excited! 8th Grade Me: Well, I guess I am… Senior: Why, do you think that high school is no different from middle school? 8th Grade Me: Well I guess you can put it like that, they’re both schools. Senior: But there’s so much more in high school! There are more clubs, more freedom, more classes you can take, and the teachers here are really cool! I hang out with my teachers all the time! Trust me, high school is going to be the best part of your life! 8th Grade Me: Okay then… but I doubt it. Senior: C’mon, are you always like this? Smile! Be positive, it’s going to be fun! Okay, this is what I mean, the senior that was touring me and my friend for the field trip to the high school in eighth grade was WAY over exaggerating. What she said was not true. I hate high school as much as I hated middle school because I don’t like school in general. It’s boring, and the fact that the senior tried to convince me with lies, that’s where you cross the line. Okay, I’m done, that’s it. This is frustrating. Three more years, god damn.