Today, I played like 4 hours of Torchlight. it crashed, but I didn't think much of it. When I started it up again, Steam told me that my local saves and the steam saves were out of sync, and asked if I wanted my local saves to overwrite the steam ones, and gave me the options "yes", and "cancel". I thought, "hell, I'll have to check which one is the newest, before I overwrite anything, so I clicked "cancel". That turned out to mean "fuck my local saves, I want the steam ones". And those were the old ones.
It's always infuriating when you have to play stuff over again, and when it's 4 hours...
Not like that time I wiped 60+ hours of Final Fantasy save game time (I was 14 and cried a lot; I loved FF9 to pieces, and dreaded having to spend weeks doing something that would be a chore because I'd already seen it, but I knew I had to because I had to see the end), but still makes me aaaangry.
In other news, school starts Monday, with a teacher I absolutely can't stand at all. She's strict without being good, and gives us tests that's so long that we have to write furiously for two hours straight, and we write them with a pen on a paper, which should be a crime all by itself. And she has an ugly wart and a terrible dialect. Bitch.
That wasn't serious at all, she's just not engaging and teaches something that should be really fun to learn about (religion), but makes it not fun, and that's probably the biggest crime you can do as a teacher. I wouldn't mind strictness about paying attention if she taught us better than the book does by itself, I wouldn't mind long tests if the tests were made to make us think, take facts we should know and employ them to solve questions (and this can be done outside of Maths, one teacher I had was an absolute master in this) instead of reciting facts. Pen and paper is a problem since whenever else any teacher wants anything written, we deliver it on the web, but it would be okay if she understood the limits of how much information that can be written down in one and a half hour without destroying your wrist. She has more than three hours at disposal, but refuses to use them all and give us time to think, and school's about learning to think, right? And the wart and the dialect wouldn't be a problem if they weren't more interesting to look at/listen to than her powerpoints and lectures.
Why don't they teach this stuff in teacher school*? You have to care about making the students care, before you care about making the students learn the facts, because they have to care before they'll ever bother to learn the facts. I'm reading for the tests because I've always done that and I'm not quite sure how to not do that, but if she doesn't improve, I'm kind of feeling like getting bad grades only in her class and let her know about it so she gets doubts and quit and other pupils doesn't have to go through the same thing.
* I don't have the faintest idea of what the English term for that study is named, and I won't care to check.
