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Saturday, January 14, 2006
Theories...

Why is it that Math 5 is so boring? I thought about it for a while and I came up with some explanations...

The schedule.

It's not a wonder why we tend to sleep on their chairs during afternoon sessions. The work involved for the whole day saps us of our energy that we can't possible stay awake for the last classes in the afternoon. It's such a long day and we can't help feeling tired, especially with just a few hours of sleep. But I think that I will still end up asleep on my seat even if the schedules were shifted or something.

The lesson.

Math 5 is not that hard. We haven't reached Calculus yet so it doesn't really require a lot of thinking (for me, anyway). So instead of listening intently to the teacher lest I miss something, I often find myself thinking about irrelevant stuff. I can just ask my classmates about the lesson. I really can't miss anything.

The teacher.

Dear spirits! I'm not saying anything against our teacher or anything, but why does he not recognize the look in our eyes when we're not paying attention? He caught my classmate sleeping with her head on the wall and her mouth open once, but that didn't seem to ruffle his feathers! That's one thing. He can never get angry. He's so tolerant of our behavior so we don't really fear him or his reactions. Buot bi katama... I think he knows that he bores us (what a bad thing to say), but he doesn't do anything about it! He doesn't change his teaching methods. He may crack jokes once in a while, but because we're often in a stupor we don't recognize them! Luoy man si Sir. He means well but that's who he is so we really can't do anything about it now, could we?