Here is Vector, full of rage.
This certainly changes things.
I've accepted that I'm a lazy fuck whos anxiety over pressure to do well has caused me to become an even more lazy fuck, but at least I give some goddam thought to classes. I just got out of my Psychology class and the only thing I could think of was this rant, because it started to light a fire of annoyance. Everyone is an idiot here, my god. As you said it isn't even that hard. Christ I should be doing better than this, this is easy stuff.
And then the professor started to talk about the grading system, and the whole points and deductions and additions bugged me. Most of the grading is based on if you followed simple instructions for formatting and put out your own words. Otherwise five sections at one paragraph each? Just fine, even if all you wrote in them is the most basic of outlines. This is exactly the crap that haunted me in grade school, the focus on tests and scores and points and not exiting the class with some form of education. Of the bullshit tests and assignments that sink you despite showing a good grasp on the skills they are teaching you.
And why is this in the happy thread?
Because I'm tired of being a lazy fuck, i always was. I hate the constant beratings from my dad, the dread of missing assignments, the the anxiety going through a positive feedback loop of becoming functionally and academically crippled. And for the first time I care about assignments and doing well on them. If this keeps up I just might finally learn some form of work ethic.