These dandy rubber rain boots have just become ever more prominent over the past couple of years, and went from the occasional occurrence to everyday sightings. Bright colors, crazy patterns, ugly ones, uglier ones, there’s no end to the madness!

Yet, as “fashionable” as they supposedly are (I don’t buy it, because to me they still just look like abominations), they just don’t seem to me like they would do the trick. Most people wear these giant floppy over-sized boots with their skinny jeans tucked in just so. But it seems to me that the extra two-inch area surrounding the leg would just invite that sudden downpour right in, creating a nice bath for your feet, and defeating the whole purpose of these rubber, Paddington Bear specials.

Not to mention it just looks downright goofy.

I did see one person this weekend (out of 100) who wore her boots underneath her jeans, and just rolled the jeans up a couple of times. It also looked a bit strange — not any more-so than the tucked-in jeans — but I deemed it slightly more acceptable in terms of logicality.

Yet sadly, I refuse to pay a minimum of $30 for some squeaky, rubber, super-high tops that will make me look like a little kid ready to go just in the rain puddles. Not to mention I really would look like that, since my legs are about two feet long. However you won’t see me jumping in any puddles anytime soon, as I can’t exactly even walk at the moment. But that’s another story.

I am currently taking two online classes. One of them is largely related to other business classes I’ve taken which I don’t need. The other is just completely and utterly unnecessary.

It’s called The Adult Learner. Well, first off, I am 23. An adult, I suppose, but hardly the “adult” they are probably looking for. I’ve been in school non-stop since Preschool. I think I’ve got it down pat.

So far in this class:
1. I’ve determined my learning style and written a paper on it.
2. I’ve read Tuesdays With Morrie and written a paper on it.
3. I’ve examined a fairy tale (Rumpelstiltskin, to be exact), analyzed it, and written a paper on it.

Currently, I:
1. Need to go to an ethnic restaurant, and write a paper on it.
2. Need to choose a “hot button” topic, and write a paper on it.
3. Need to examine what I’ve learned about myself from this class, and write a paper on it.

I’m pretty sure after over 5 years of college, I know how to write a paper. Heck, my blog writing is probably more “correct” than half of the papers students submit for these classes. And when will I ever need to determine a critical evaluation of a fairy tale?? Never.

And I’m sorry, but there is no way I can determine what Morrie would think about any restaurant I eat at. Yes, that is part of the paper I am to write this coming week. Ridiculous.

I’m quite sure this class is meant for adults who have had no schooling since high school, and are deciding to return for college, yet somehow it has become a requirement for graduation.

I know how to write. I know the difference between to, too, and two. I don’t want to be treated like a 5-year-old in my college course. I don’t want to be forced to “discuss” random topics with people I will never meet, and have to post a certain number of responses. I don’t want to go on a “field trip” by myself for my online class.

For an 8-week course, I will have written 6 papers. Papers about nothing. So far I have received no corrections or critiques on these papers, because there were no problems; obviously writing is not my problem. So why do I have to write a paper about everything unimportant in the world? I might as well write a paper about that last annoying sheet of toilet paper on the roll that NEVER pulls off completely. It’s such a waste, that unusable shredded bit of paper.

Maybe school is my problem. I feel so unmotivated with such unnecessary classes. But I can’t put in six years of good, sometimes useless work and not finish the job. Stupid degree requirements.