I miss being a student. So much.
Not only do I miss learning NEW things, I miss being able to remember the things I learned a long time ago. I am thoroughly convinced that once you finish school (or Uni or whatever) your brain begins its Dump of Physical Memory and everything you ever learned disappears. At exponential speeds.
At dinner on New Years’ Day there was a discussion that I couldn’t join into because of this Memory Dump phenomenon.
I will give you a small taste:
I couldn’t remember what an oxymoron is. Even after someone said the phrase, “a deafening silence”. Seriously.
Or the word for a word that is spelled the same backwards and forwards (a palindrome, for those interested parties).
Or what the definition of onomatopoeia is. I have a friend who IS an onomatopoeia – when he sneezes he actually says “ACHOO!” – and I couldn’t remember what the word meant.
I studied the English Language, English literature, grammar and creative writing for 5 years and I can’t remember anything!!
I think I, even remember: more “French” than I do English grammar. C’est vrai!! (Don’t even get me started on punctuation!?!?!)
While I am at it I would like to take a moment to yell at every single math teacher I ever had. Not once since I graduated high school have I ever needed the Quadratic Equation or what the square root of pi is, let alone any other number. Apart from basic geometry, which I admit is very helpful, math is useless.
What else are husbands for, after all?
Now, if you don’t mind I am going to go beg someone to teach me something before my brain begins to atrophy.