Annoyed, Frustrated, Furious

The more I keep re-reading this idiotic contract for English class, the more angry I get.  "Students must whole-heartedly use the intellectual standards as a guideline."  "Anything written is subject to the Academic Honesty Code and Discussion Protocols."  Signing this paper, I feel like I'm signing my creativity, innocence, and sanity away.  (As well as several of my natural rights.)  Whatever happened to thinking for yourself?  Being creative?  Original?  Taking the road less travelled?  All these wonderful things I've learned, and I feel like high school, this English class in particular, is taking all that away from me.  The one thing I ever liked about school was being resourceful, imaginative, out-of-the-box.   And these horrible rules are just ripping out of my hands.  My stupid teacher, "Be original, don't plagiarize, blah blah blah."  Well, I'm sure if I wrote something completely and utterly spectacular, so that even her years at college couldn't hold a candle, she'd give it a high C at best, or claim I plagiarized.  Because this is a freaking public school.  I'm not saying the grass is greener on any other side, but this school is definitely corrupt.  If this is what they want us to think, to annotate books instead of connecting with the characters, to blindly analyze Shakespeare instead of performing it, or at the least, enjoying it, then who's gonna lead this country when all the lunatic teachers are too fragile to leave their recliners?  People who stick to crummy rules?  Or people who dare to break them?  If you don't take risks, you can't get very far.  I have a challenge for you.  Take a risk.  Challenge authority.  Try something new.  Five weeks of high school and I've already lost my marbles.  Check in with me later to see how this works itself out.  Spoiler alert:  it probably won't.  Chances are I may not be alive.  I may be crushed by some fat person.  If you know me, you know who this is.