The last poster wins

[Iv000]

My family thought I was on drugs when I was explaining time dilation to them. Physics... Ughhhhh... :ohdear:

Barely made it through that class.

Lol at that.

 

Also, go to sleep. It's late. :biggrin:

And be jelly, I'll go lvl up my Charr now so I'll be on par with you when we play. :happy:

 

Today is a good day, I can feel it. The fact that I woke up this early is a good indicator as well.

 

Fun Fact: Both K00L and Saadus were last online 25 minutes ago on Steam. Saadus, I'm not into polygamy. :teehee: /lolcoincidences

Edited September 6, 2012 by Iv000

[Deleted54170User]

I feel like going to bed. Yup! I am going to bed. http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/yes.gif, http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/yes.gif. I have gone through it in my head. I am going to bed.

 

I WIN ! http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/sleep.gif

[Iv000]

Night Paga :biggrin:

[naomis8329]

Good evening Naomi. Unfortunately I haven't been to school anymore for a couple of years now though. Once you start to work for a living you realize school was not so bad after all. At least that's how I see it.

 

 

It is said that school years are the best of your life and I must admit when I look back, I seemed to have a great deal of fun in and out of school. Acquiring detentions seemed to be a hobby of mine :thumbsup: not to be recommended tho, bad thoughts, bad...

 

I win and by the way, good morning all :D

[Iv000]

Morning Naomis :biggrin:

[AnotherAverageName]

Time for school.......... Edited September 6, 2012 by AnotherAverageName

[Iv000]

Time for school..........

Good luck with that. :thumbsup:

 

Time for Guild Wars 2 now :happy:

[Vindekarr]

That wasn't the case for me. I quit school in year 8 and went private. My memories of my "education" are extremely negative, not only because of my own bad experiences, but because I feel shamed simply to have witnessed some of what I did. I got a unique perspective on schooling, as I viewed eight months from behind the steel-bar reinforced, cage-like confines of the special ed unit. The reason being that despite being sound of mind, I was listed as "special needs" due to my requirement, at that stage, of a kneebrace and daily medication. At the school i went to, anyone registered as special needs, even if their needs pertained simply to a lingering injury, was pretty much treated as overspill. Surplus to requirements; inferior. We weren't allowed to do any form of PE, the schoolwork ALL came in the form of worksheets(I don't remember any other form of education at that stage) and to make things worse, most of the textbooks were atleast 2 decades old.

 

Eventually my parents managed to see me put where I was more suited, but my banged up knee saw me barred from any sort of strenous physical activity. Eventually though, like all injuries, my knee healed, and as revenge, I applied for every sports programme the school had, which wasn't many. It was one of my few fun memories of my early education; I had a helluva week, five different tryouts, but because my out-of-school PE had me decently fit, they had no choice but to offer me positions on three teams; soccer, baseball and bowling. I chose soccer, since it was a sport I'd liked from an early age, and did a year as a midfielder.

 

The darkest side of things though was the general attitude. Forget the poor educational standards, the lack of scope, the complete absence of science or the manadatory christianity lessons. The biggest problem was the way they treated the kids, and it's a universal problem I've seen at all ausralian schools; there were two types of kids. Fit-ins and off-cuts. Fit-ins were fit, white, upper class, had average grades, and could get away with almost anything. Off-cuts were from immigrant families mostly, mostly lower-middle class(with exceptions) and either saw through the bulls*** to how letdown they;d been by the system, or had some factor that meant they didn't fit in. Some classic examples being a Somalian boy in my grade. He was an off-cut, smart, mouthey, great at cricket, but he made he mistake of talking back. Eventually the foul mouthed tyrant who was our teacher that year called him, in front of the class, "An ingrateful n*****" who should "get back to wherever he came from" before cursing "boat people" vehemently in front of all of us.

 

And you didn't dare stand up for the off-cuts either or you'd become one. Ofcourse I was one, and that meant I spent on average, 4 hours in detention every week. I feel no shame for it though, my best friend at that stage was a Muslim Turkish girl and her younger brother. They had the same problem as the Somli guy-they were "boat people" which meant that they were stuffed. But I never let my friends get hung out to dry, and at one stage got suspended for testifying the girl's innocence after her teacher claimed she'd stolen his wallet. It was a mess, and eventually I gave up on the public schooling system all together. I spent 2 years at home with severe depression, before returning to school via private education, which despite higher moral standards, never really gave me any better memories.

[mizdarby]

I would have hated that, most of my schoolfriends were of asian origin, and never had truer friends in all my life.

 

I win.

[Iv000]

That wasn't the case for me. I quit school in year 8 and went private. My memories of my "education" are extremely negative, not only because of my own bad experiences, but because I feel shamed simply to have witnessed some of what I did. I got a unique perspective on schooling, as I viewed eight months from behind the steel-bar reinforced, cage-like confines of the special ed unit. The reason being that despite being sound of mind, I was listed as "special needs" due to my requirement, at that stage, of a kneebrace and daily medication. At the school i went to, anyone registered as special needs, even if their needs pertained simply to a lingering injury, was pretty much treated as overspill. Surplus to requirements; inferior. We weren't allowed to do any form of PE, the schoolwork ALL came in the form of worksheets(I don't remember any other form of education at that stage) and to make things worse, most of the textbooks were atleast 2 decades old.

 

Eventually my parents managed to see me put where I was more suited, but my banged up knee saw me barred from any sort of strenous physical activity. Eventually though, like all injuries, my knee healed, and as revenge, I applied for every sports programme the school had, which wasn't many. It was one of my few fun memories of my early education; I had a helluva week, five different tryouts, but because my out-of-school PE had me decently fit, they had no choice but to offer me positions on three teams; soccer, baseball and bowling. I chose soccer, since it was a sport I'd liked from an early age, and did a year as a midfielder.

 

The darkest side of things though was the general attitude. Forget the poor educational standards, the lack of scope, the complete absence of science or the manadatory christianity lessons. The biggest problem was the way they treated the kids, and it's a universal problem I've seen at all ausralian schools; there were two types of kids. Fit-ins and off-cuts. Fit-ins were fit, white, upper class, had average grades, and could get away with almost anything. Off-cuts were from immigrant families mostly, mostly lower-middle class(with exceptions) and either saw through the bulls*** to how letdown they;d been by the system, or had some factor that meant they didn't fit in. Some classic examples being a Somalian boy in my grade. He was an off-cut, smart, mouthey, great at cricket, but he made he mistake of talking back. Eventually the foul mouthed tyrant who was our teacher that year called him, in front of the class, "An ingrateful n*****" who should "get back to wherever he came from" before cursing "boat people" vehemently in front of all of us.

 

And you didn't dare stand up for the off-cuts either or you'd become one. Ofcourse I was one, and that meant I spent on average, 4 hours in detention every week. I feel no shame for it though, my best friend at that stage was a Muslim Turkish girl and her younger brother. They had the same problem as the Somli guy-they were "boat people" which meant that they were stuffed. But I never let my friends get hung out to dry, and at one stage got suspended for testifying the girl's innocence after her teacher claimed she'd stolen his wallet. It was a mess, and eventually I gave up on the public schooling system all together. I spent 2 years at home with severe depression, before returning to school via private education, which despite higher moral standards, never really gave me any better memories.

I already talked a lot about this in the Debates section, but school has left a negative picture on me as well.

In short (very short), my brain isn't made for the kinds of education/schools we have here, so of course I had some problems with it. I am an average student currently, but only because I am extremely bad at academical classes and more or less a genius at computer classes and foreign languages, so those things balance themselves out if that makes sense. The way things work here I will stay average and nobody will care that I'm extraordinary talented with languages and tech stuff because I can't learn history/chemistry/physics/maths/whatever else, the way they want.

 

And now excuse me, I'll go finish my Flash homework in ~10 minutes while my classmates can't possibly figure out how to even properly import something, then I'll help them finish theirs. I sometimes wonder if I'm really good at this or other people are so bad I just think I'm good. Maybe both :D

 

Either way, I like the Swedish House Mafia remixes: