To study or not to study

So, have you heard the latest news in the polls? After a recent commission by University Students, major Canadian pollsters have released a new nationwide poll. After reviewing 120,000 people across the country, the results are clear: Homework is the embodiment of evil on Earth.

Finally, a poll that makes sense. One that actually could make a difference in our lives.

I, for one, hate homework. Though there is one thing that I hate more than homework, one thing that I think is worse than the embodiment of evil on Earth. And that is studying. Why in the world I have to waste my time cramming information into my head so that I know it for approximately 24 hours, at which point I can promptly forget it is completely unknown to me. As much as I hate essays, I can understand the purpose behind them. They make sense. When writing an essay, you learn stuff. It's good. It's happy. Everything in the world is pleasant. They're just a pain in the butt to write.

Exams on the other hand.... they just suck. I can't say I've ever come out of an exam feeling like I learned something. I can't really say that I've walked away from a test thinking "There. That right there totally just tested how much I know." I dislike them. I dislike them very much. I think this calls for a riot. Or something. Maybe a simple post detailing my dissatisfaction with exams will suffice for the time being.

Nevertheless, today was a day spent trying to avoid studying for my exam tomorrow. Intellectual History of the 19th century, I believe. Can be interesting at times, can be extremely boring at others. Just a hell of a lot of reading that I have to remember, hence my complaining. I spent my day doing 3 different things to stall off the inevitable doom of studying: Christmas shopping, Top Gear, and Futurama.

Christmas shopping was fairly uneventful. Went out, got a present for my mother, and got screwed by the company. Totally overcharged me. I shall be returning to get my 15 bucks back. Wankers. You may burn with homework in hell.

Onto Top Gear, which is quite possibly one of my favourite shows of all time. I am a person who has a great appreciation for creativity, and those Top Gear guys have quite a bit. Normally, when people think, "Let's test to see how tough a truck is", they hook up a trailer to it to see how much weight it can carry. These guys drop sink it in the ocean. Then drop an RV on it. Then stick it on top a 30 story building that is being demolished. Then light it on fire. Now that, my friends, is a real test. And the fact that the truck survived all this, still being driveable without needing any new parts, means that if ever I'm in the market for a pickup, I'll be looking quite seriously at the Toyota Hilux. I love that show. What an awesome job to have.

Lastly, Futurama. 'Nuff said.

Those last two are two great ways to waste time. The first one... Not so much. But, hey, it wasted time. I shan't complain too loudly.

Anywhoo, I suppose I should actually go read now. Until tomorrow, peeps.

Cow