I fucking hate english classes

I fucking hate english classes but not because I hate the subject but instead, I hate the shit that’s driving it. My hatred towards english class all began from the realization that came to me one day. I always thought that english was suppose to be about english and that english class was also supposed to be about english but that was never true. What does that mean? Well, when I think of english, I think of the language and the thousands of vocabulary behind it and in my opinion, that is all it should ever be and by the word, “english”, that is the very meaning and definition of that word; language. However, anything involving the grammatical way of putting-together english into written sentences, and the sentences into paragraphs, and so on, that should no longer be considered english. Now, it is called literature and literature means writing. That's not english, literature is not english.

Now, I know what most of you are thinking, "But literature has english in it, it uses english, and it is about english, so therefore, literature is virtually english but written and read and not spoken or heard." If a thought like that did come across your mind, you would be correct and literature is literally just the assemblance of english vocabulary into english grammar. So literature is english...Yes?No? Maybe so? But what about this, is english literature? Many of us who could still remember going to elementary and middle school could lightly recall the good ol' spelling bees and tests. The purpose of those tests is supposed to help students learn new words and their meanings by introducing them into daily practice if not by enforcing it through their studies via grades. At some point, usually in highschool, those tests stop appearing. At that point, it's all about writing and reading and writing and reading and writing and reading and more of that fucking shit in the upcoming years. In those periods of constant reading and writing, at some point, one would eventually encounter a word that they do not know. What would a person with common sense do? Well, I'd fucking look that shit up of course. So I assume that a confused person would generally try to unconfuse themselves by looking something up by their utmost convenient methods; usually the internet. So, what's wrong here? Nothing is wrong. I mean you don't know some shit, you look it up. That's a regular these days. Though, as the days turn to weeks, and weeks eventually turn to months, do you really think that you would just encounter one single word that you would not know out of the still remaining years of one's highschool life? Of course not. God Damn No. You're not gonna know a lot of damn words but yes, you can keep looking it up and finesse your way into that big wall of text's meaning and get that fucking grade. Yet, from all those words that you looked up, how many of them could you actually recall, remember, and even know the meaning? Is it all of them? Probably not, actually, I imagine that fucking list of unknown words to still at large and growing as of today and the words ever so changing in statuses, from being unknown to known after you looked it up for 3 to 6 seconds, and back, known to unknown the minute you forgot, or this list is irrelevant to you and is totally disregarded if not already forgotten about. So, what's my point here? The point is that you've stopped learning english. You've stopped learning it pretty dang long ago ever since literature became the main focus at some point in the entirety of school life.

Reading and writing may involve the english language and vocabulary, but you aren't learning english because most of the time, you don't even fucking remember the material you wrote and read. There is too fucking many. By the account of words, sentences, paragraphs, and papers, nobody is fucking counting (how much they had to digest). Heck, I don’t even remember most of my teacher’s names, needless to say, the many partners that I’ve been grouped with and their names. If most of the general material you learned is from studying and or practice then, in this case, the practice would be reading and writing of english. Then by that logic, you should be very good at english. So then why the fuck do you have words you don’t know? Why do you have to keep looking up a word that you remembered just looking up already but still don’t fucking know? Is it our lack of care so we tend to not put it to memory? It could be. The main reason is that you’re not actually practicing english because vocabulary isn’t the focus here, the assemblance of english is. Yes, you can call it grammar. In writing, grammar very important for defining order and rule in the language arts world. There is a big difference between, “No more rape!” and “No! More Rape!.” Grammar can be pretty dank sometimes but it is just one way of generally assembling english for it to make sense to the educated and make enough sense to the scholars; for a grade. However, grammar is just one of many factors. How many are there realistically? Infinite….it depends.

To understand this further, let’s stray away for a moment and think about math. When it comes to math, math is a system that was created to count and measure things. What math universally uses is numbers. Unlike writing, numbers are definite and that means the number 2 defines 2 and not anything else. Letters can also be given definite correspondences like x is a number, and x then can be used for equations like x+4=8. Logically, this also has to add-up or make sense, so therefore in x+4=8, x has to be 4 or something else that would get 8, maybe another function for x but always a certain answer. As for reading and writing, it is not definite because the words you write and the things you read can be interpreted in so many different fucktastic ways that one can take the quote of, “Men are honorable” as “Men are honorable” to “This is a message from the white supremacists and it’s about supporting rape, gender wage gap, and oppression against women”(from your local SJWs). Though as for math, something like this would not happen. As 2 + 2 = 4 and 4 = 4. It is logical and beautifully simple. Now, even though math has many solutions, there will only be a definite answer and it may be in pairs or more sometimes(for example intersections in a plane), but an answer that makes fucking sense out of logic is always there. As 2+2 = 4, 4 can also be 8-4=4. See, many solutions, but a definite answer.

Now back to english class, or literature. Let’s compare math and english and about the difference in subject teaching. As mentioned, maths is definite. This is good because it can’t be interpreted in some weird fucked up way which means nobody can put words into your mouth like some journalist, and no matter how bad a math teacher may be, you pop out that long and thick ass calculator and you can end his career. As for literature and writing, since there are so many ways you can interpret shit like “Bobs or vegana,” you be dun goofed with the limitless possibility of what is to be considered a valid answer. A indefinite answer might seem cool and easy thinking for winging up a response but what really matters is the person grading your ass. So if the english teacher is a hard grader, then hopefully you at least got the basics of grammar down in the back of your head or balls because there is going to be many tedious fucking assignments shoved up your asshole and each one is going to be graded with laser precision. Now if that teacher is bad, which is alright since some might be good at learning but absolutely eat ass at teaching it back, then that’s understandable... for the teacher that is. Ass for you, you aren’t going to have a good time because not only will you not get the material that is being attempted to be taught here, but since there is no definite answer like maths, right and wrong is very subjective and by the teacher’s intellect and grading method. The only time you would be correcting an english teacher in something, is in grammar. So it is very possible to turn in your work to the english teacher and get a D for diabetes or D for dickhead back from him or her or nonbinary L-sexual super toaster. And that’s is not all, you might even get a different grade depending on if the teacher likes you or if you have done your fair share of favors, whether it be the general school works to sexual extremes. English class if fucking insane.
One thing that literature class doesn’t prepare you for is english tests. I fucking lied when I wrote that you wouldn’t be taking it anymore after the end of like middle school. In the highschool period, you will eventually encounter the SAT and ACT, and in the english parts, those are basically the spelling bee on omega steroids rivaling that of an Olympian. Like I previous written, If a person can’t generally remember shit and has the tendency to look everything up for validation or a quick lesson then you are about to be gang-raped by education. Ah yes, the very system that I keep hearing about on how much of a sham it is, and how much students come out of there with like thousands of student loans without a guarantee of a job. English class is totally part of that spectrum of useless of things you don’t really need in pursuing most of the current popular careers.Unless you were secretly practicing english or a big book worm, the major is bond for the gang rape and I’m sure I don’t need statistics and numbers to know that education in America is definitely behind by most countries in the world it used to consider “Third World”, like Indian. English tests are making a cum back.

As you get more into the depths of highschool, the all sorts of fucked up, including but not limited to: depression, violence, shams, cheats(in relationships), crime, loneliness and all these other pieces of ass will appear before you. And they will fuck you up. Hopefully, literature is not one of the catalysts for any of these may-be-permanent-in-the-future side effects that many students face up to adulthood.

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