Midnight Rubbish

Midnight Rubbish

It’s currently in the final hour of day and the first of the next. A bridge connecting 24 hours while time continues to tick.

Oh, screw this deep stuff. I’m bored and on my laptop with nothing to do and currently putting off the studies (which I should undoubtedly be doing and will interminably be done soon enough) of a math test that I already know about 90% of the material but is still confused on the remaining 5%. The rest will be improvisation.

Testing, for me, is kind of an awkward moment. You’re sitting there, staring at a packet of sheets stapled together so cleanly that it seems as if it’s been shipped from a boring factory straight into your teacher’s mailbox just so you have to suffer through the next hour with a pencil going up and down from your fingertips and the rest of the class doing the same. Honestly, I think they should making testing more interactive and fun for the students. I personally believe that it would make the experience a whole lot better and would encourage kids to learn and try a whole lot more than they are now.

A sip of water tells me that I’m not quite ready to stop this post as it drips down the insides of my insides of the insides of my throat chillingly.

I think technology has really derived our generation from focusing on much bigger and more important things to wondering what their favorite celebrity just tweeted. It’s kind of depressing, really, but I think that seventy years ago an old man might have just said the same thing.

Okay, now I’m tired, after browsing the Internet and looking up things on Wikipedia…Oyi, this was a waste of a post. I’ll come up with a better one soon, I proooomise. Don’t make the banana eat itself just yet, tell it to hold on tight.

By the way, the lines above are probably pure bullshit, considering what the title of this post says. Happy midnights!

~James

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