But uh, leaving that aside until later--- I wanted to announce: I got a high distinction in an economics competition. And you're probably like, "so what, you're Asian, big whoop", buuuut, if you can remember back far enough... you'll recall me saying "fuck economics" almost every single blog post. Okay, that may be an exaggeration, but there was a time where... let's just say.. economics and I didn't get along too well.
So it allll started in high school, year 10, when I was to pick my classes for college. And being the naive stupid little shit I was (and because I hadn't actually completely lost it with Dad), I asked Dad, "hey, I have another class to fill in. What do you think I should study?" Now Dad, with his head up in the clouds and thinking about money every spare second of his life, says, "economics". So you see me rocking up to class, first day, and my teacher asks, "why do you want to study economics?"
And I said, "because Dad said that if I didn't study economics, I'll end up scrubbing toilets in the future".
Yeah I'd rather be studying economics as opposed to wiping shit-stains
The whole class burst into laughter, thinking that I was a very witty person indeed. Little did they know that I was just being honest- Dad actually said that. So my teacher's like, "well, I studied economics in uni and I must confess that I still have to clean my own toilet". Well then, it seems that economics doesn't save you from toilet scrubbing.
My first session in college economics was not a pleasant one: my teacher was quite excellent- clear, concise, thorough, patient and kind. The problem was me. I had no will to learn. I didn't care about resource allocation. From what I saw, as long as I didn't personally get screwed over, I don't actually care. The whole thing was... boring as fuck. While I wrote my essay for my final exam I wondered: did I actually learn anything regarding how to make money?
So I returned for a second session, this time learning about taxation, quotas, demand and supply--- you know, micro-economics, concerned with specific markets. For some reason I found that interesting, though a friend of mine complained about it being common sense. "People stop buying things when the price is too high? Well no shit Sherlock." Perhaps it was because it was "common" sense that I could actually follow. I was the sort to never pay attention to current affairs--- actually, why do I bother using past tense. I am the sort to never pay attention to current affairs. Everything I learnt in micro just.. clicked. So my second session in economics was a nice one--- I liked it more, though it was still a subject I couldn't care less about (I never studied or anything). Being the Asian I am, I casually walked away with a 90 on my report card.
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How typical.
Third session economics went back to complete shit again. It was the last session in the year, and I have the same teacher as before. She was wonderful, yes, but the topic was just... miserable. Macro-economics. Y = C+I+G + X-M, whatever the fuck that means. Nah, I'm kidding, I still remember what it means, but it's pretty much the only thing I remember. I was bored out of my mind, I needed a holiday--- economics was just a class I didn't want to go to.
The only reason I continued economics first session this year was because of IB. I had hated economics so much, but I couldn't drop it because IB requires me to study an "arts" subject. Economics was the filler. Except this was the worst session ever, because I got a new teacher. See, even though I hated economics before, at least I had a good teacher. This new teacher I got... man, let's just say he tried too hard to be funny, and he didn't teach a lot. Not that he couldn't--- because at least when he teaches, he teaches well--- he just doesn't. My dislike for the subject combined with my growing dislike for the teacher made economics a pain in the ass. Aaaaand that session, I got the first D in my life. Yar, D.
A= Average
B= Bad
C= Crap
D = Dead
I'm just a skeleton sitting in front of the computer. Don't mind me.
Wat, watchu lookin' at bitch?
So I dropped IB, and I dropped economics along with it. But I entered the economics competition for shits and giggles. I'm the sort of person to do those kind of things. It was a strange competition: multiple choice, +1 point for correct answer, -0.5 (or was it 0.25) for incorrect answer. Since I had just walked away from a session of probability, I figured that my gain would cover my loss if I just guessed the whole paper--- and I wasn't going to guess the whole paper, because I wasn't retarded. Then, unlike most people who were daunted by the fact that there were mark deductions, I guessed everything I couldn't answer (and there were a loooot). The stuff on there was like: "what's the current rate of inflation"--- and since I don't watch the news, I could only shrug. When I had finished, I thought to myself: wouldn't it be great, if I got a high distinction (HD), and then it was read out at a school assembly. Man, what I'd give to see my economic's teacher's face, when he realizes his failure of a student just beat all the try-hards.
...And I actually won it. I was surprised, but yeah I was more excited about the fact that I can shove it in my teacher's face. As for winning the actual HD... I don't care that much. It's another certificate to add to my pile of awards (though sadly this is like the second HD I've got for any competition). Never mind that.
Now for once in my life, I'm looking forward to a school assembly. I can't fucking wait.
...Though I still don't want to study economics in uni. That sounds miserable.
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