No such thing as 100%

This was the sentence that came out of my teacher’s mouth a few weeks ago when I scored 87% on an assignment. Because she had left the “comments for improvement” section of the marking sheet oddly blank, I asked her what I’d done wrong, and what I could do better next time. “Oh there’s noting wrong with it,” she said “there’s just no such thing as 100% in fine art.”
To which I say FUCK YOU of COURSE there’s such a thing as 100%.
What I think she thought she was saying is “there’s no such thing as perfection” and alright that’s debatable, but this is the educational system. In the educational system, a perfect grade means you addressed all criteria completely satisfactorily. I’ve got 100% on English assignments that certainly won’t blow any minds, I’m not fucking Keats, but they were just exactly what the teacher had asked for. And that’s what 100% means. To make that unattainable would be unfair, and I know LOADS of profs and teachers will justify this complete bullshit with philosophical and existential arguments, but it needs to stop.
Because you could literally be completing EVERYTHING to a BEAUTIFUL standard and these profs would still deny you a flawless grade point average that you deserve. If someone is talented at maths, they give them perfect grades. That maths student may not have come up with a new theorem (which is what they seem to expect in the arts) but that student DID EVERYTHING CORRECTLY. And that’s all 100% means. You didn’t make any mistakes.
And what is a profs job but making sure they grade fairly? That’s kind of a major chunk of their responsibility. Denying the existence of 100% is the coward’s way out. If, as someone who creates the assignments, you don’t have the balls to say “yes, that’s what I was looking for, good job” and slap a 100 on that bad boy…. Well then you’re just fucking with everyone.

I wish I could sneeze and fly up a few metres

being sick would be so much more fun then

especially considering I would probably hit the ceiling after the very first sneeze

The guy next to me at the gym

at the the gym…

His sweaty smell….it…

arroused me???

Wtf

He’s not even cute.

Should I be worried?

Things I'd really like:

Champagne

Pernod

A well mixed Aviation

What I will do:

Have tea

Make dinner (eggs and sausage)

Go to bed

image

Casually waits for le secretary to return home.

this whole year tvshows schedule (2011-2012)

  • monday: being erica / castle / “terra nova” / himym / hart of dixie / the lying game / “the playboy club”
  • tuesday: ncis / new girl / awkward / glee / sherlock
  • wednesday: happy endings / suburgatory / revenge
  • thursday: the vampire diaries / the mentalist / bones
  • friday: haven / supernatural / grimm
  • saturday: merlin /
  • sunday: doctor who / downton abbey / once upon a time / shameless / house of lies / being human / smash / game of thrones

    [yet to be aired over “could be skipped”]

i am sick

  • there is a lot of break-in cases in Denmark at the time
  • me: god damn it! i knew there was a few babies missing from underneath my bed
  • my sister: stop that you are sick and disgusting
  • me: you know what is more disgusting? a PILE OF DEAD BABIES!
  • me: and more than that? THE LIVING ONE IN THE BOTTOW OF THE PILE
  • me: AND MORE THAT THAT?! THAT IT GOES BACK FOR SECONDS!
  • my sister: you are so disgusting, and then there is me... nothing is sweeter than me
  • me: yes, a dead baby with sugar on it.
  • and then she left the room
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