Posts Tagged ‘school’

Tell me why I don’t like Mondays? (well, 1st of September was a Tuesday…)

September 12, 2009

1st of September, 2009
Hmm, let’s see. Today I learned that I’m in 5B, which I’m sure you’re all excited to know. I started back at school today. 5th year, wahey. I learned, or more like I realised, that I’m fairly motivated to do well in school over the next two years. In all honesty, over the first 3 years of my secondary school life I only remember doing homework about 4 or 5 times. I shit you not. I never did a tap of work. The sad thing is that I was well capable of doing really well, too. Without studying at all, I got 5 b’s, 2 c’s and 2 d’s in my Junior Cert. I’m not proud of the d’s, or even the c’s, but I think that’s quite good for not having studied or done any homework on the subjects. The d’s were in Maths and History – my two least favourite subjects – so I was just really happy that I didn’t fail them. Like, pathetically delighted. And then last year I didn’t have to do anything because I was in Transition Year, and I didn’t do the tiny bit of work that I was meant to, either.
Anyway, the reason I think I’m so motivated now is that I’m sick of people thinking I’m thick because I never hand in homework or get brilliant grades, when I’m not. It was a thick move on my part, I know, but I mean if that was the best of my ability then I wouldn’t care but knowing it’s not makes me want to surprise people. I don’t know. I really feed off the approval of others, which isn’t a great thing to be able to say, but at least I’m aware of it.
Oh, you might be wondering what sparked this desire to write all this crap down. I chose to do Honours Maths and my Maths teacher, who never taught me before, was like “What did you get in your Junior Cert?” and when I told her I got a D she told me I wouldn’t be fit for honours, and that it would be too hard for me so I should do pass. Fuck off! Way so be supportive and encouraging, bitch. She’s some breed of wank so she is. She actually told me that it would probably go over my head. Dick.

Finally, on a different note, crocodiles can go for 2 years without eating. Or so I hear.


Taking breaks is vital!

September 12, 2009

26th of August, 2009
Today I learned why it’s important to take breaks when studying. It’s because during a learning session you remember the first thing you learned and the last thing best, so if you’re doing 2 hour long study sessions then it’s a waste of time because you won’t remember half the information in the middle as well as you remember the first and last parts. If you study at 20 minute sessions then you’ll probably remember most of it. Now for ya. In school when they would tell us to take lots of breaks I always thought this was stupid, or would be stupid for me anyway, because I would go for a break and start watching TV and “forget” about studying, or just find any excuse not to come back to it. If they had explained why we should take them I would have made a more informed decision about studying and homework and such. Why is after school study 2-3 hours long, then? If you’re just doing homework then it’s alright, but if you’re trying to study for a big test it’s pointless because you’re not allowed to take breaks. They’re going about it all the wrong way.
I learned this, and much more, from a book belonging to my mother called Make the Most Of Your Mind. It’s really interesting. It teaches you how your brain works and how to improve your memory. That reminds me of another really cool thing I learned from it. There is, or was, a Russian known to us only by the name “S” who had the most amazing memory a human has ever had according to records. He could remember everything. If you asked him what happened on the 26th of August 14 years ago he would pause for a moment and simply reply “At what time?”. Amazing, isn’t it! It’s really exciting. It really expresses some of our brains unknown potential, doesn’t it?
Ah, and yet another thing. You know when people have a near death experience they say that their life “flashed before their eyes”? When you hear that you think that they thought of their kids and families and stuff, and maybe the important events that really stick out in their memories, right? Well, I shit you not, people have reported quite literally seeing their ENTIRE LIFE flash before their eyes. Everything, absolutely everything. They reported it because they thought there was something wrong with them. This opens to door to the possibility that maybe we remember everything we see, learn, hear, meet… experience. We just don’t know that it’s hidden in our memory somewhere. How cool is that?!