Why me?
So we have a HUGE religion test tomorrow. And we had a study session tonight with...I guess about half of the class. Keep in mind that this is an HONORS class. And our study session pretty much consisted of me explaining the material to everyone. I hate study sessions where I'm the smart one who explains everything. You would think that with an Honors class it would be everyone pretty much equal and we all discuss. No no. No no. Then Mal called me in the middle and I went to talk to her for about 5 minutes and they tryed to go on and ended up yelling for me to come back and help them because they couldn't go on with out me. They ended up talking about massages while I was gone. It just really annoyed me. I hate being the smart one at the review sessions who has to explain everything to everyone. Just once I would like to be the dumb one. I would like to have to have things explained to me by a smarter person because I don't understand. Or better yet I would like to have a study session with a group of equals who have all prepared the material and generally understand and we just discuss it and such. Is that too much to ask? A little intellectual stimulation people. In class that happens but its because of the teachers. I think that's why I always bonded so well with my teachers, because they were the only people who ever challanged me. Don't get me wrong; Religion is a hard class and this test will be hard and covers a lot of material...but why can't I be in a class of people at my same level for once in my life? Or at least have some of the people in my class at the same level...that's all I want. Why do I always have to be the smart one in these situations? Why? I hate being the smart one all the time. I don't mean to be conceited...its just that I find myself in this situation a little too often. Bleh.
posted by kellyisdelightful @ 11:23 PM
2 Comments:
Smart Kelly. :-) Sorry your class is really dumb. I miss all of my senior buddies! The bus rides aren't the same! Come visit more often! Lov ya! ~ann
Just remember, Kelly...you're fucking amazing. That's why I married you.
And I'd say next time, don't go to the review session and just let everyone flounder and talk about massages.
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