Saying 'Hello' and 'Good-bye' to year-end insanity 
by Dan Rzewnicki, TrottyVeck Editor in Chief
May 28, 2010
It’s the end of the year with summer vacation just days away and school work is piling up like dead leaves in autumn. That really grinds my gears.
Why is it that, at the end of every school year, teachers fly through subjects, handing out projects like candy on Halloween? They have had just as much time this nine weeks as all of the others. Also, if it was that important, shouldn’t they have spent more time in the beginning of the year on it than on the boring stuff that everybody sleeps through anyway?
The end of the year is just a killer because most poor souls are up a creek without a paddle with work coming in like hippopotamuses in a rainstorm.
The end of the year also grinds my gears because all of the teachers leave their windows and blinds up as if to taunt us throughout the entire day. Then, even more work builds up because we spend more time looking out the window thinking about hot weather and flippy floppies than the teachers’ lectures.
Furthermore, so many teachers spend the entire year talking about boring stuff that is completely irrelevant to society and try to cram the most exciting thing of the year into a few days. Of course, they fail to do so and students are left with no knowledge of what they were dying to learn about. However, it probably wasn’t as exciting as you were hoping it would be anyway, so don’t beat yourself up over it.
One more thing that grinds my gears about the end of the year is the distribution of yearbooks. For one, they never cease to disappoint any of us or to contain enough mistakes to make someone cry. Also, there is always that kid that signs your yearbook thinking it is someone else’s – then you have to white it out. Of course, after you white it out, someone unfailing closes your yearbook leaving it to look like someone trapped a ghost in there and its ectoplasmic goo oozed all over the pages.
The last thing that grinds my gears about school is the lack of work or really lack of anything useful at all in the last few days of school. The only thing those days are good for are to catch up on the best movies of the year. Also, it is the seniors’ last chance to throw water balloons at people and to steal the school bell in the elementary leaving only a ransom note demanding two pounds of lime green Skittles and six red gummy hippos.
Ironically, I’ve realize that the end of the school year grinds my gears because of the lack of school work and also the amount of school work that I have, causing me to gnaw on crayons and eat glue as I finish writing this article.
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