This disgusts me.

I was going through my Facebook newsfeed when I saw something that caught my eye.  Take a look:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWVV__VWw7Q


I don't have much to say besides that our world is turning into it's own monster.  Scratch that, our world is already there.  For those of us fortunate enough to live in the riches countries of the world, this is completely unacceptable behaviour.  We have plenty, but apparently that only drives us to crave more, and rush into Walmarts like wild animals.

Really, I can't put into words how mad I am at the ungrateful humans of the first world countries right now.

Feel free to laugh while I argue with myself.

The while back my Social Studies teacher said something interesting. We had a big assignment coming up, and it was supposed to be quite difficult.  He went through the assignment and gave a few pointers as to what to do just as any other teacher would.  Then he said, "you need to tie all three sources together with an overarching theme.  There is something special you are supposed to point out, but I'm not going to tell you.  You have to figure that out by yourself". 

Okay there are two ways this argument goes. 

It may be a good thing that he makes it difficult to tell what the trick to the assignment is.  It makes us learn our mistakes and how to avoid them later.  Toughens our minds, and makes us think critically.  Preparing us for the upcoming courses in post secondary, or wherever else we may need critical thinking skills. 

On the flip side, this a 30 level course, the course level that matters the most in high school.  Our mark in this course will determine how easy it will be to get into university.  How can you leave us to suffer on such an important assignment?  For such an important course, it is too late to make us struggle and learn the answer that way.  That method of learning for either formative or summative assignments should have been used in the previous two grades of high school.  You can't just make a big risk factor and potentially have most of the class fail when it matters! 
Then again, would that not be survival of the fittest?  Wouldn't society improve because of the smartest minds coming out on top? 
But if the smartest minds that come out of the system are small in number, then what system is there to lead or improve? Wouldn't it be better if a larger number if people came out as the "smarter minds"?  Then everyone can push each other more in every aspect of life. 
Auurrgh I need to stop.  I'm just rambling now haha. 

You know you need to go to bed when you start writing like a schizophrenic...

Parent teacher interviews suck.

Another really pessimistic rant about what I don't like about my parents, read if you so fancy on my probably ignorant views on my parents.  Typing on an iPad so sorry if the grammar sucks.

So parent teacher interviews happened recently.  I had hoped that this year would go smooth considering that I've picked up my marks a little.  But I was kinda wrong.

Every year after PTI my parents tell me what my teachers said about me, what I needed to fix, and that they have to nag me too much and so on.  I get it, since I have terrible academic work ethics (despite being Asian lol).  I'm really lazy.  And that is exactly what my biology teacher said as the first thing to my parents this year.  That didn't really bug me though since I already knew that since like grade 2.  What I didn't like was that at one point of my parent's lecture was that they said "we need you to get this proper work ethic in your head".  I completely disagree.  I need myself to get a good work ethic.  My parents don't need me to get it, they gain the satisfaction and pride of their successful son if I get it.  They can go without that.  Me on the other hand, if I want to get anywhere that I want to be in life, I have to work hard for it.  So it bugged me that my parents said that I need to "get it right for them".  I know that by not doing as well as they want me to it compels them to nag me to do better, but that is completely their decision.  If they are looking to "end the suffering of playing bad guy", then they could simply stop. But then comes the whole factor of "we can't do that because we love you too much for that."  Unfortunately, I am rather stupid in that dialect of the love language.  Sorry.  

Ugh I'm relly tired right now.  I just re-read what I have written so far and it sounds like crap... Oh well.  I'm too tired to care and edit it to my satisfaction.  

From talking about marks, we transitioned into universities.  Pretty much, they restated the obvious: if I want to go to the level I want to be, I need to move out of town to a better program.  All the programs where I live are not mediocre, but not great either.  Let's say not outstanding.  That's a better way of putting it.  I haven't applied anywhere yet, because I don't know enough about the university that I'm looking at going to.  I get that I need an application in ASAP.  But the factor that practically made me want to vent my anger is that my mother talked about another student my age that she knew who had applied to the place she wants to go alread.  She is completely a high achiever, with the marks of typical valedictorians.  I think it's okay for my mother to mention someone else as an example.  But talking about how great they are and why they are great for  a while is a bit much.  Too much.  It's like taunting me and saying, "why can't you be like this person?" I don't like being compared to other people like that, against people in which there seems to be no possible way I can reach the attitude and aptitude displayed, even admired by others. 

 I think this is where the line between inspiration and defeating self-esteem come in.  Inspiration and looking up to people comes from "I want to be like them". A deflation of self-esteem and morales would be "why can't you be like so-and-so?"  The latter is a little bit of what I experienced in the lecture metioned above.  A little deflating.  Actually very deflating.  Normally, I'd get pretty upset at this and fight back, causing a really long argument, but that night I was too tired to care.