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Yay, another Bert and Monkey escapade! I haven't done one of these for ages - mainly because I haven't had time. I did the old ones during school, but year 12 demands a little more attention. Additionally, my new computer doesn't have a scanner, so if I want to scan something I have to use my dad's computer, which is slow and painful to use. But I was bored, and the internet wasn't working, so I put in the time and effort to crank out one more notebook adventure.
Some lady came to school today to tell us about CCUSA, this camp counselling thing that'll be going on next year. Well, every year. But if I were to be involved, it'd be next year. The idea is that they grab a bunch of Australians fresh out of school and cram them into cabins with lots of annoying American youngsters. So, naturally, I thought it was a fantastic idea. I'd have to get time off uni in the middle-of-the-year timeslot, though. Or I could just defer but just the suggestion of that would have my dad foaming at the mouth. Yes, I know, I'd be "independent" and he has no say, but still... I don't know. *shrugs* Plus, you have to get your own air fare.
My compatriot Rachel informs me that technically this litte block of text that succeeds each episode of McVille technically isn't a rant. She's right, it's more of a rambling, or a blab. But I just think that rant sounds a whole lot better, and knowing Dave, his'll be a rant more often than not.
In other news... keep on voting for McVille. We haven't fallen out of the top 150 yet, but we're getting close (146 or thereabouts) so keep voting! If we can stay in there all month, that would be cool, in my opinion.
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Here we go again.
I'm going to rant about a simple subject today. High School stupidity. Everyone how knows me will have been subjected to this at some stage, but for everyone else, here goes.
Why oh why do we have to have 'parental permission' for everything once you turn 18? At 17 you are virtually independant by law. You can certainly live independantly. At 18, you can drive, you can drink, you can smoke, and you can vote. You're an adult.
Yet the school still asks for parental permission for things. In a workplace, if you are late, and you provide an appropriate verbal excuse and official documents (medical certificate and whatnot) if neccessary. At high school... you need a note from your parents. How stupid! If you are out of uniform, once again, a NOTE GETS SENT HOME. My verbal response is not enough, apparently. I can help shape the future of the company, but I'm not allowed to explain why I have the wrong shoes on.
And don't get me started on driving. You're 18, you have your P plates, the school asks for you to fill out a number of forms if you are driving to school. What? Why does the school even CARE that you are driving to school?! They don't care if you walk or ride or whatever else, but driving is different somehow. Does a university require you to sign papers in order to drive to their grounds? Can you drive to your job at Safeway? OF COURSE YOU CAN! They couldn't care. But schools do. It drives me crazy (pun not intended). And reports home as well. Sure, they give you your report, great. But it STILL has a tear-off slip that has to be signed and returned.
I want to know what they do if you are living away from home. Independant like. Do you sign the tear off slip yourself? Write your own out-of-uniform notes? That smacks of even greater stupidity. Here's a piece of paper, it's more likely to be true because I wrote it, rather than just telling you. I could have said my clothes are in the wash, but it means so much more if I scrawl it on this ripped out loose-leaf.
Schools need to treat VCE students completely differently to junior year levels. The rest of our society does. |
