Pretentious English Students

Are really starting to piss me off. You know the type. Or perhaps you don't? Just in case, I'll break it down for you. A pretentious English student is akin to the art student that stares at a blank piece of paper for half an hour and then says something along the lines of "Dude, that's so meaningful. It, like, says everything, but like, totally says nothing at the same time. I think it represents the moral decay of society..." no it doesn't! It's a blank piece of paper!
You do not get anywhere in life by pretending that shit things are not shit. It impresses nobody. The true artists will look upon you with pity and most probably disdain at your sheer disrespect for their craft. It's the same with English. Now I love the English language. I love the power of words, whether that be in a song, a poem, an article, a debate, a play or a novel, I absolutely love it. But I can also recognise poor English. That's surely the point of having a passion for something: you love it when it's done well and despise it when it isn't, yes?
Surely then, surely if I was to read an absolutely terrible piece of writing, it would almost be my duty to be damn well honest about how terrible it was, and not to sit and pretend that it was anything otherwise. Yes? Apparently not.
I could tell how things would be when we studied haiku poems. A small percentage of haikus are okay. Nothing special but pretty enough. However, the vast majority of them are incredibly poor excuses for poetry. Anyone could write a haiku and have it applauded by millions of pretentious teachers and naive students. Anybody.
And projectivism! We all had to write these poems in our workshop and I swear to God, the people who read their poems out were a million times more talented than the poets that we'd just been looking to for "inspiration", yet although everyone was thinking what terrible poems we had to study, no one actually said anything. I think the closest anyone came to insulting one of the "great" writers of today was saying "I don't really understand it..." and it's because as English students we feel that if a teacher, who is far more knowledgeable than we are, shows us something, then it has to be good and we're scared of criticising it because we feel that their opinions are somehow more valid than our own.
So tired I've forgotten what my original point was.
Oh yeah.
The other day, a real live poet came in to read some of his work to us. It sucked. My tutor had been bigging this guy up for weeks, saying what an honour to have him here, bla bla bla, and then the guy stands there and reads out one of his "best" poems about a white bike being rode through a primary school. Ooooh. No. I can't even remember the guy's name but I just don't understand how he's rich and relatively famous because of these poems. If his poems are good enough to sell millions of copies than there's something wrong with the world and I am ashamed to be linked to people like that.
And nobody will admit that he wasn't very good! Just because someone's published you, it doesn't mean you can write. Look at Katie Price. She's an "author".


Whatever, I don't even know what I'm saying because I'm really tired and my mind isn't on poetry, I just know it wound me up.

p.s. I have a boyfriend haha, what is this?!