Homework is Evil
October 5th, 2007 by Snoink in
Miscellaneous, rant
Just now, I was thinking of pleasant thoughts of sending my physics book flying through the air to study the velocity, or perhaps setting my chemistry book on fire with a bunsen burner, just to see an exothermic reaction. Don’t ask.
Obviously, I am not going to do this, because then I would fail my courses and that would be sad, but it’s still fun to think about. So, the question? What have you always wanted to do with your homework, but never had the guts to go through with it?
October 5th, 2007 at 11:57 am
I actually had a chance last summer to burn my math work. At a bonfire for a youth’s meeting. But I wasn’t told we could be burning it, so, unfortunately…
I’ve wanted to go back and time and whack the idiot who wrote Saxon Math with his own book. No I do not have the nerves or the means to get there.
October 5th, 2007 at 12:46 pm
Oy, I think I’ve been impish enough–or simply idiotic enough–to have done rather too much inadvisable to my coursework. ^_^” My Greek essays, along with the course syllabus, all ended up in muddy messes…though that was five years ago. Then Western Civ. first year of University had a professor worthy what his course material got.
Er, I still managed top marks, yes? ^_~ (Doubtful if I could manage it in any math related course, on that point… !_!)
IMP
October 5th, 2007 at 4:38 pm
Hahaha I completely agree. Last year, my worst paper was Politics. The guy who wrote the textbook repeated himself about three times per paragraph and he was so boring I nearly cried. I wanted to strap him to a chair and force feed him every wordy mouthful >.
October 5th, 2007 at 4:38 pm
Hahaha I completely agree. Last year, my worst paper was Politics. The guy who wrote the textbook repeated himself about three times per paragraph and he was so boring I nearly cried. I wanted to strap him to a chair and force feed him every wordy mouthful. Oddly enough, though, I didnt even do half the reading and I got an A+ in my exam 0.0
I have a lot of history papers this semester and they are killing me with words. Which is ironic. But seriously, trying to decipher sentences which double back on themselves and arguments which seem to lead nowhere and then suddenly turn up again three pages later is not fun. For these lovely fellows, particularly the pompous Victorians and their stuffy pronouncements about the “character” of the Working Classes, I should very much enjoy going back in time and reading them Vogon poetry.
[sorry for the double post -- something went wrong with my last one]
October 5th, 2007 at 7:37 pm
Some friends and I were once going to burn our math and health work, but the town we live in requires a licensed pit or something to burn a fire, so we just shredded it instead.
I really want to go up on one of the bridges over the Genesee River and dump my stuff in, but that would be littering and polluting and other bad things I don’t want to do, because the Genesee is full of enough crap already.
October 5th, 2007 at 7:59 pm
Sometimes I wish my puppy would eat my Pre-Calculus book again.
Except the $88 fine would somehow pay itself in that particular fantasy. -_-
October 11th, 2007 at 4:20 pm
i wish to take it down to the tip head and throw it over into the tumultuous sea below! then celebrate!