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I've got to speak up.

Well, here goes the story of tech design and two students- Simon, and this "other guy". So, this "other guy" decides to take gr 12 tech design. However, there is one small problem. Gr12 tech design has gr 11 tech design as a prerequisite. This "other guy" does not have the prerequisite, and thus, should not be in the gr 12 class. So Simon was quite shocked when he saw "other guy" in his class when school started. However, that did not bother him- until now.
Our school, being tigh on budget, does not have enough computers, nor does it have enough copies of AutoCAD. Solution: pair up the students. Most students kept their partners from last year, but since Simon's partner from last year decided not to take the course this year, he found himself partnerless. So the teacher assigns him a partner- the "other guy". O CRAP! What does this mean for Simon? Well, now he will not only have to do ALL the work in the group, he will also be teaching a new student.

Enough with the third person. Switcheroo. First person.

This is pissing me off. This is grade 12. This is no mickey mouse game. This is the real deal. I cannot afford to compromise my marks for this guy. He shouldn't even be in the class in the first place. Too bad if he wants a gr 12 credit in tech design. If he didn't take it in gr 10, and did not take it in gr 11, then he chose to close a door on himself. Likewise, I cannot just walk into a gr 12 accounting class and ask for a gr 12 credit. If I didnt take any business courses and didn't take gr 11 accounting, I have willingly chosen to close off that door for myself. Thus, it is his own fault that he didn't take the required courses. Sympathy for him is no reason to accept him for a course he is not ready for. And if it IS a reason, then the teacher should take full responsibility of that kid and teach him. Don't just dump him on another student and make him a burden to the other hardworking student. WHAT THE CRAP?!?! (insert profanity here) asldfih oawuienvacvui nzs;divn xc in

dilemma:
I can suck it up and try to teach him this year.
Or I can talk to the teacher and try to work something out.
The latter I clearly the better solution; provided that something can be worked out. If not, then the teacher hates me for complaining and then I'm screwed for the year.

dammit. this sucks. crap. i hate this. atwo[ xcvawsdj;vzc o;ae lridzp'iawrugjsfzpbixv j

-mr. angry

u kno what? reading other people's blogs ive noticed that people use REAL english in their entries, proper grammar, sentance structure, spelling, and whatnot. ive decided, im gonna start doing that. since school is starting and all, i really gota keep up me english. so here i go.

Today, I went downtown to drop off my sister on the coaches heading back to Kingston. I noticed something while in downtown- something I've always known, but something that has never really truly struck me. Downtown, is where the gap between the rich and the poor is the greatest. What do I mean? Well, you have your wealthy businessmen and businesswomen (or businesspeople to be politically correct) driving their fancy cars including but not limited to Mercedes, BMW's, Vovlo's, and then there are those less fortunate, beggars, homeless people, and others living in poverty.
While I was down there today, a man approached me and asked me for some spare change. How did a react? I looked a way and said "sorry". I couldn't even look him in the eyes. I found that very sad. I do have sympathy for them don't get me wrong, I just can't put that sympathy into action. Something I am quite ashamed of. I think there are many people out there just like me. Perhaps you are like this too. You're not completely apathetic, you do care, you do want to see the streets cleaned up and the homeless well sheltered, but you just cannot muster up enough courage and grace to put that care into practice.
It saddens me, really. There are so many people out there that nobody cares for just because they are physically filthy, becuase they are not properly groomed, because they sport all the qualities of an inferior member of society- simply becuase they are homeless.
What really hit me hard, was when the man asked me for money. There he was, sporting nothing but filth on his face, long ungroomed hair and beard, an umbrella and a hat, asking me for money, when I had my brand name shirt, my brand new camera, my sister's guitar, and a $10 Nalgene bottle (who the heck spends $10 on a WATER BOTTLE? C'mon now! but of course, I am guilty of this as well). Even though I was so much more fortunate than him, I was still unable to spare a a looney, a quarter, a dime, a nickel, not even a penny.
What can we do for these people? Well, one major fear that prevents most people from giving them money is that they will use the money for alcohol, cigarettes, drugs and whatnot. This may be stereotyping, but I do not doubt that there are a few bad apples out there who ruin it for everyone and actually do this. However, if this is your fear, there is something you can still do. Pastor Sharon mentioned this before; you can take them to a McDonald's or any fast food restaurant for that matter, and buy them food. That way, you know that your money has not been wasted. Simple right? Wrong. Who of you out there can honestly say that you would do this? Not me.

Things like these depress me. I'm not a crazy sensitive guy, but when I see people suffering in conditions worse than my own, I get depressed. It goes beyond homelessness. Most of you know that I work in a nursing home. I had to go upstairs once, and I vowed (to myself) never to go up there again. I saw old men and women suffering. They were old, frail, and unable to do anything but sit in their wheelchairs staring at a blank wall with saliva dropping out of their mouths without them even knowing it. It got worse however. When I saw the alzheimers patients. They were the same, but worse, if that makes sense. I nearly cried. I could not take it. It was far too depressing for me. I have not been up there since.

That is it for now. I'm leaving now. I've got some physics homework to do. Which just reminds me of how fortunate I really am. I can go to school, I have a house, a loving family, many things inaccessable to many people.

Be thankful. If you can read this, you can be thankful as is. You have a computer, access to internet, you can read, you can write, you have a home.

Be thankful

hmmm...im wise? no one has ever told me that before. i never thought of myself like that. i always thought i was "booksmart" or whatever- but never WISE. i never that any of my words were of revelance to anyone, and that anyone could use my tips and advices. well..i was wrong...

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