APs are Bull

So as many people have done by now, I just took my AP exam on the 12th. And I think I leaned a lot from taking the exam and the class. Now this post is going to be a very personal opinion of APs, so if you don't agree then good for you, this is just me.

So first off, the class. I took AP world, and I am sorry, I love DMAC as a person, but for me, I learned  almost nothing. I am not saying that I did't learn anything but I don't think that I learned enough for an AP class. I am pretty sure that the kids that take regular history have learned more than me. I don't think its that my teacher is a bad teacher, I just think that for the majority of my classmates and me, his teaching style just doesn't work for us. Having my teacher stand up there and lecture me without giving me either a note sheets, or writing what we need to know on the board just don't help me learn.  I know that if any teacher hears me say that, "Well that is what your teachers in college will do, so get used to it." Okay fine, I understand that, but you saying that is not going to help get better at learning via lecture. Anyways, moving on.

So now the real bulk of this post, the exam and APs themselves. So first off, the AP is freaking long. I have extra time to it was super freaking long. The first section is multiple choice, for APWH it is 70 questions, and you get 55 minutes to answer them all. That is less than a minute per question. That is ridiculous that people can actually think that kids can do good work with such a time crunch. And if you're like me, I took all of my time on the multiple choice, all hour and a half of it. And even if you do get through all of the questions you still need to check them which arguably takes longer than actually answering the questions the first time. Plus there are defiantly some questions that I am almost positive didn't have an answer.

Like that one with the medieval village and Roman village lay out. WTF was that? Population? No. Christianity. No. Fortification. I don't think so. Architecture? Probs not. SO THEN WHAT IS IT?!?!?! Tbh I should have just answered E for that one.

The essay section was not that bad to be completely honest. The time was reasonable, and at least in this one, the topics weren't that hard. I think the worst part is having to write nonstop for like 120 minutes. Your hand falls off (but joke's on you suckers I got to type it. #extratime)

Now on to the the basis of APs itself. This where my real argument will start. APs don't even matter. So originally I am pretty sure that APs were created for a way for exceptional students to get a head start on college. By doing well in the corse and showing that on the exam, you would get rewarded a college credit so you wouldn't have to take some of those core classes your freshmen year. That's great. It's a good system. I like it. But that is not how it is anymore. Now you get a five on your statistics exam, well you are still gonna take it in college. I mean you aren't even required to list your scores on your applications! I mean come on, you're not fooling anyone! If you don't list your scores and colleges see that you took the class, then they will know that you did not do that well! Also, Canada takes them! CANADA THE HOME OF DMAC.

I think that the college board is conspiring with DMAC to send everyone to Canada for college. I AM ON TO YOU!

Home: Julia vs Georgia, THE ULTIMATE SHOWDOWN

"JULIA THINKS SHE'S BETTER THAN MEEEEEEE!!!!" Georgia screams as she enters the arena for what will be the final battle.

The lights dims and smoke begins to filter through the crowd. Music starts, and soon strobes begin flashing vigorously, causing a few young children in the crowd to have seizures. Then the words filled with only truth rang out through the packed building.

"I AM BETTER THAN GEORGIAAAAAAA!!!!" The she devil named Julia called out. Their eyes met, and lightning flash between their gazes.

This is what what happened when I looked up "heated gaze" so let's just pretend 

that I am the guy spitting fire out of his sick ass third eye."

When the ref tells them to shake hands. Georgia being the good sport that she totally is, reaches her hand out towards the damon in front of her. But Julia being the egg that she is, refused to touch what she thought to be the "hands of an idiot." The ref readied the bell, the two reached for their chairs. At the sound of the bell the two whipped out chairs to seemingly smash each other to a pulp with. But then the opened them and slammed them on the ground, through themselves into them, and locked eyes once again. The final showdown had begun.

Home can mean many different things to many different people. Julia's just happens to be wrong. She goes on and one about this "home is a place," crap. I call bullshit. "Oh my home is at this camp that I have gone to for years, blah blah BLAH!" No Julia, no. That is what you may think but it is all a lie! Home is nearly a concept made up by the feeble human mind, and you too, who I once thought to be a formable opponent, have fallen into the trap.

Home is safety, HOME IS POWEEEEEEEEEER! She even has the audacity to end if off being all innocent and trying to be open, with this "home can be different to everyone" crap. NO JULIA THAT IS NOT HOW LIFE WORKS. IF YOU DON'T FEEL THE SAME AS YOUR SUPREME LEADER (me), THEN YOU ARE WRONG AND WILL BE SENT TO MY DUNGEON OF SUBMISSION!

As Georgia laid these points out, the crowd went quite. Julia, the master, was being broken down brick by brick. The evil Georgia was about to claim her victory! But just as Georgia was about to land the final blow, Julia made one last plea. "Georgia," she gasped, "why must we fight? Why can't we have our own views and live in harmony?" Georgia stopped, manly sweat immolating from her eyes, the crowed was in awe, had Julia actually gotten through to her? Georgia's heart grew 10x that day...

And then promptly blew up form being too big and then their was nothing. She leaned down near Julia and said,

"We can't, dear Julia, because..." Her mouth turned up into an evil smirk, "You. Are. Wrong."

Screams erupted from the crowd Julia fell to the ground deleted, Georgia was now king of this castle.

Okay but real talk? Julia isn't wrong. Conceptions of different ideas should be different to everyone. They are very personal. After all, if they were all the same then I would never have been able to write these awesome blog posts.