The final joke.

I know what you're thinking. I've suddenly lost my sense of humor under my bed never to again be found, and I only have one more joke for you because I have dedicated the rest of my life to being somber. That I'm doing away with everything funny in the world.
If you are thinking this, you just happen to be false.
No. Today, I want to talk about a joke... that came in the form of a final.
So we've been having finals all week right? its the end of school, and someone at some point decided that that's what you do at the end of the school year to make sure kids learned stuff. Weird I know. What's the point in that? We've all been trying to figure it out for years.
This year however, had it's particular air of comedy to the tests. Here's the set up:
a bunch of students walk into a math class. (funny already- I know.) They get taught by a teacher who tells them once a week that they are throwing away their lives. They learn math. they get all the way to the end of the year where they get to the point that they really do feel like they know the curriculum fairly well. The final comes, and it goes like this.
23 problems:
5 on what they learned that year
18 on things they didn't learn that year, including problems a level higher than they are currently.
Funny right? Ya. Really funny. class average? No one knows because the grading system was messed up.
I know I was laughing pretty hard. haha Actually I was: Hysterical laughter due to the fact that I had no idea what the problems were even asking me to do. I had never seen most of those terms ever in my life. It was kind of like in the movie the best two years: " Uh,  what language was he speaking?.... That's not the language they taught me in the MTC." It was just that realization that I got while taking the test and realizing that even though I had studied for three hours the night before, there was no way I could have known to study for the subjects on the test, and that there was just absolutely nothing I could do about it. So, I just kind of.... went with it. Guessed for most of it, but you know, I got the third highest score in my class....not that we know how the grading worked, but I got the third highest number... how about that?
Well, now there is nothing I can do about it, so.... fingers... and toes.... and legs.... and eyes..... and arms... and nose crossed!!