Depending on his age, he may very well be named for Inigo Montoya. Like the 30-year-old twins I know named Luke and Leia.

I hope not, he's calling from Spain.

Prefects Are Hot, for Aims, by the rather charming Moaning Myrtles.

FAY IS MADE OF LOVE AND WIN! FAY IS WOVE!

Sure, but you've got the big text book with all the answers in it. So. Cool.

DUDE. I WISH.

Is Emily!

It's right up there with "show your work" when I'm getting the shit right IN MY HEAD.

You know what I hated worse? There were teachers I had who made us pass in our notes, to make sure we were taking notes. Didn't matter if you aced the test if you didn't do enough notes. Absolute bug-fuck crazy-making that. I got my revenge with illegible hand writing.

I never had a problem with stuff like math homework being busy-work, because as long as I got the proper grades, I could do it in front of the TV or while listening to music. Music I usually reserved for essay-writing homework. Of course now, I associate MASH (which was on like 3 times a night where I was at one point) with math homework. My biggest problem classes were the sciences that required more linguistic-oriented skills, like biology, as I have enormous problems with Foreign Languages (needless to say, Spanish was my worst class grade-wise).

I never minded homework much, and it was necessary to get the A's, so whatever. I did always put off long-term stuff, though. Like reading the book for the book report that's due tomorrow. Busy work I was fine with. Long-term planning, not so much. And so it remains. Sadly.

I used to do my homework in other classes. All the time. I probably had to take a book home/ do homework at home less than 10 times in my entire school life, except for art projects and 1 research paper a year.

I am not sure that this harmed me any, but I know I definitely regarded homework as busy work that was completely unnecessary, and I did graduate in the top 10 students in my class. College was a rude awakening, but because I loved high grades so much, I got it done and was fine.

I am also not sure how much the fact that I could ace multiple choice tests reflected me accurately learning the information, because I have discovered at my job that I can pass multiple choice nursing class tests without a) ever taking the course and b) without ever having taken any medical and/or science courses since high school.

Well I hope everyone will be glad to know that quantity, purpose, and quality of homework is an ongoing and controversial debate among educators. Current research suggests (duh) moving away from busy work and only assigning homework if it truly extends the learning from the class (or involves necessary reading for the class). Many schools are examining their policies and practices, but this type of change takes a lot of time and teacher buy-in.

I'm at the hairdressers. I new hairdresser, getting a new shade of red. She's trying to convince me to get crayon red highlights, but I don't think pissing off my mother the week of my shower is a good idea. So, I'll wait until next time for that.

In some respect, I think my sisters and I got the message that if homework bothered us it was our tough luck. The message was always that school was our job and sometimes you'd be asked to do things by the boss that you wouldn't want to do. Suck it up, it's a life lesson.

Also, my mother was a teacher in the school system so we knew we couldn't get away with anything.

My sister and I were just sort of discussing this because she has a helluva time getting her 16 year old to do his homework and we had to acknowledge our Mother's mad skillz in getting us to do all the things we didn't want to (e.g., paper routes on Christmas morning, before presents).

I am glad Kristin. Also, I do have to say I was wrong and disrespectful to do homework in other classes!