Palmers College, one of the worse colleges around i must say. As you walk in, the trees, green grass and buildings all look lovely... these of course are the only nice looking parts in Palmers.
Students can only walk on the grass during summer, though there is virtually nothing stopping students walking on the grass, thus giving the grass a mustard effect. Saving my friend from walking into what looked like dog poop on a human size scale is probably the most shocking thing about it all, it isn't clean as the pictures portray though is cleaned on probably a monthly basis. Let me stop rambling on about the outside part, anyone could see that...
The majority of teachers lack the ability to teach or even to understand the main purpose of their job, understandably, there are those days to which I teacher may not care about anything, though this should not have to continue throughout the year. I would say Palmers is like a snow flake as it gently blows, following with the natural light breeze of the wind, go any deeper and you will notice that the snow flake was merely made out of poison and was dropping into the devils soup, to which Palmers is being served.
There equipment for the most of it is half decent, not good enough, but it will do. The computers might have an easily downloadable OS (Windows 7) but there is a low amount of memory on each computer, which to me doesn't make sense. Only ICT/Computing students will use computers on a daily basis, they need the necessary amount of memory, having to ask to add more memory or being limited on such a small amount is unjustifiable by the college.
Want to feel like a sardine? GO TO PALMERS!
Each corridor has such a small range, its incredible someone like myself could even manage to fit through it on a daily basis, loads of people come and go from all directions. Luckily, it isn't a constant flow, you as a student have only two options, leave earlier than 5minutes to which you would have to wait for your teacher either way, due to this you may have to be the colestiole of the blood stream, you will have to wait in the corridor (depending on your class, however the majority of classes are in corridors), as people can only give beams of anger and disappointment as you help slow them down. OR as a student, you can turn up to your class 5-10 minutes late, the corridors are clear, though you face a risk of getting in the danger zone. The corridors can only be described as thin crust from nicely cut bread, filled with a load of oranges trying to get in and out of the narrow lining. Along with typical slow walkers, large groups of friends and those people who just love to stop in front of you and have a mindless conversation about gossip, the only thing you may have to not worry about is that others think the same, you are nothing but a drop in the ocean, there is no difference here. No identify. No arguments.
My ICT teacher (Gavin Gill) refused to mark me and my friend's folder after saying that we did not have anything in order. Originally, i thought "yes, I should have had everything in order" but compared to other people, it seemed untrustworthy. Another one of my friends didn't get his work marked simply because he "didn't have the work in his folder". However, as soon as he got his folder, he opened it up and saw the work which apparently, wasn't there. This just shows what a lack of support he and other teachers do to try and keep students above everything. He was willing to give up his Saturday to mark work for the last time, but he didn't mark mine, a few others and missed out work which he criticise us for not having, when clearly it was there.
It's understandable to think that "yea i told you so" but at the minimum he shouldn't have pestered his students for 1 week about completing the folder and its work. Some pieces of work were not even explain through class. Such lack of teacher support often makes me think why there is even a teacher. All Gavin Gill does is sit at his computer and read a PDF out loud. The only thing the students get from listening to him is the average grade and page number, anything else is either irrelevant or simply unjustifiably stupid.
Having work in a folder (slightly organised or not), Gavin Gill bigged up the situation as if it was 2012's last day on earth, when the user provides the input, i expect the output. An output to which Gavin Gill did not provide. I am better off reading a PDF and saving myself the long distance journey of college only to witness such actions...life lives on, and i still digress, oh well.
I could literally go on for hours on end explaining why im still in Palmers and why it isn't as good as shown, though i don't have the time to rant and im sure you don't have enough oxygen in your lunges to laugh at.
Good day and in my next post, it will be less ranting, more....something creative and whatnot Stay tuned or stay fumed.
Eheneden someone sent this to Gavin I can't say who it is so be careful cause your gonna get a bollocking.
ReplyDeleteIt's too late they've found me you've not got long left...you've got to get the core to main control room...hurry you haven't got much time...they got me...don't let them get you too...I love you denden...goodbye
ReplyDeleteDid ya like that?
ReplyDeletewell up yours homosapian
ReplyDeleteLadies up in here tonight
ReplyDeleteNo fighting
(We got the refugees up in here)
No fighting
No fighting
Shakira, Shakira
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Hey girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing
And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl
And everything's so unexpected, the way you right and left it
So you can keep on taking it
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Don't you see baby asi es perfecto
I know I'm on tonight my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/shakira-lyrics/hips-don_t-lie-lyrics.html )
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh boy, I can see your body moving
Half animal, half man
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing
But you seem to have a plan
My will and self-restraint
Have come to fail now, fail now
See, I'm doing what I can, but I can't so you know
That's a bit too hard to explain
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dÃÂa
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dÃÂa
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She make a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama? Bonita, mi casa, su casa
(Shakira, Shakira)
Oh baby when you talk like that
You know you got me hypnotized
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
Señorita, feel the conga
Let me see you move like you come from Colombia
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi, say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi
Yeah, she's so sexy, every man's fantasy
A refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country
I go back like when 'Pac carried crates
For Humpty Humpty we need a whole club dizzy
Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians
I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction
[Incomprehensible]
No more do we snatch ropes
Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats
I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Baby, like this is perfecto
Oh, you know I'm on tonight and my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
The attraction, the tension
Baby, like this is perfection
No fighting
No fighting
Hast du etwas Zeit für mich
ReplyDeleteDann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und dass so was von so was kommt
99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben, wenn es so wär
Dabei war'n da am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons
99 Düsenjäger
Jeder war ein großer Krieger
Hielten sich für Captain Kirk
Das gab ein großes Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons
99 Kriegsminister -
Streichholz und Benzinkanister -
Hielten sich für schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer hätte das gedacht
Dass es einmal soweit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons
99 Jahre Krieg
Ließen keinen Platz für Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Düsenflieger
Heute zieh' ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen
Ooh ooh
ReplyDeleteWe're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/rick-astley-lyrics/never-gonna-give-you-up-lyrics.html ]
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
We've know each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you