If Someone Loved You, They'd Tell You By Now.

Tonight is going to be one of those late nights when I am doing homework until tomorrow has broken over the horizon. Tonight will be a night where I have to quietly sneak in hour upon our of last minuet touches, of dotting I's and crossing T's. Of craming and typing that will lead to an unwelcome break in my sleeping patterns. Needless to say, I am not pleased. I don't understand why so much work must be done in order to demonstrate to the teachers of our school that, "Look! I understand and I am smart and I am ready to be shot out into the real world!". Serisously, all it really shows is who has no life, or who is best at time mangement or who has the best stamina when it comes to the race between sleep deprivation and compleating a task. Fuck. Like who has time to study for a mid term, write a lengthy critique of a complicated short story, do response questions in french for all the visists to our little buddies, read over a hundred pages of a complex french novel, respond to question about a french tv show where they talk really fast, write response questions to another short story and do math homework for yet another unit that we are working on with the mid term and a seperate unit final fast approaching? Not to mention read ahead in chem. And then, (now here is the kicker) adults are mad because "young folk now adays" don't know about the details of world war one, or haven't read all the classics. Not that I wouldn't love to be able to do all these things and then have time to expand  my intellect, but when it comes down to it, I don't have time. And I am sure you will find this with a lot of kids now adays; if we don't need to know it then we probably wont learn it. Because who, after all that shit load of homework that we magically have to accomplish, want to put their mind through anymore hoops? And finally, have a life that inolves friends and extra activites. It is stupid how much is expected of us some days. Seriously, no wonder we are letting people down. I am all for setting high goals, but when they aren't even physical possibly, that is when you know you have set the bar to high.