I just got an e-mail with nothing but this in the body of the message:
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Is it just me? I think it looks like Chemistry spam! Maybe I’ve just been studying too hard lately… How sad is it that right away I was trying to figure out which elements those were, or if they were real elements at all?
We must, we must, we must help the busts… (Wait, that isn’t how the line goes!) It is that time of year! The Fourth Annual Blogger Boobie-Thon for Breast Cancer and Hurricane Katrina Victims kicks off on 10.01.05! Get the boobies and the dollars ready!
After seeing these images from The ‘Martha’ Show, I’ll have to admit it … I’m seriously considering knitting “The Martha” poncho. Speaking of knitting, I was quite amused by the woman in the front row on the right in the photo captioned “The eager audience” – she is moving those pointy sticks!
My secret pal sock is just short of being done. I turned the heel, so it is just the foot of the sock that I have to crank out. It should make it in the mail tomorrow, and I e-mailed my sockapaltwozaa pal to let her know about the delay of a day. I’m amazed I cranked them out so fast!
I was thinking about it today while I was in Biology – after the first week, it really isn’t too hard to understand the teacher, and he does a good job of teaching even if the way he pronounces “protein” is strange. I was talking with B., the other “returning student” in my class, about it and she said the same thing. He goes over what is in the book, and he uses it well – so if I’m not clear on something I can always refer to the book to clear it up. He is very knowledgeable about the subject, so I’m happy with the class. (A bit sleepy sometimes if he goes on too long over cell structures, but happy.)
I didn’t register for classes until August, and this was the only one I could fit into my schedule and keep my goal of being out of class by 12:30 every day. I want to make sure I’m home (and have a little study time) before Jason gets home. So switching classes wasn’t an option – but it is ok, I really feel like I’m learning in his class.
As for the rest of the students though? Yeah… Today was one of those days where my “returning student” status was pretty obvious. B. and I were both laughing and shaking our heads as we came back inside from our break. (We get a 10 minute break since it is a class with a lab.) As we walked up the stairs, the kid in front of us was talking about the party with “100 jello shots and 10 cans of trash-can punch” and how he “really didn’t know how he got home” and … wow. I know I had friends like that when I was a freshman or sophomore in college, but … I don’t know. I just found it amusing in a sad way.
It really is interesting to see college from this perspective. I saw a girl in the hall last week that was wearing a guy’s class ring in a big chain – hot! Don’t you normally stop doing those things when you leave high school? I’ve also discovered these two guys that sit in the commons area around lunchtime and play some sort of card game. It looks like something like when little kids play Yu-Gi-Oh, but with cards that have some halogram on them? I don’t know what they are. But on Tuesday I heard the one guy telling the other how he couldn’t make the move he was going to make, and there was some serious debate going on about it. I was almost expecting to see the D&D dice as I walked by today. I’m going to have to get a photo on Tuesday. Really, I can’t resist.
I’ve been meaning to write about my classes for the past week, but it seems like something keeps getting in the way. You know, like the Algebra homework I need to do after I write this. (A writing exercise on what two goals I have for the class. Uhm, yeah.)
I’m taking Biology I this semester. I took it a bajillion years ago (1988), but according to my transcripts it was one of the victims of me not going to class. Since I plan to major in a science-related field, I’ll need to know this stuff, so I’m doing it over.
My teacher seems to be a nice enough man, but he is terrible at lecturing. Absolutely horrible. I sit in the front row (I’m such a brown-noser) and I can barely hear him. Especially when he turns and talks to the board while writing notes on it. On top of that, he is Hispanic and has a very thick accent, so sometimes it is very hard to understand what he is saying. Then, on top of that, he drones on and on in one flat, even tone. One that seems to put people into a coma. The fact that the class is from 7:50 – 10:50 doesn’t help – there is supposed to be a lab, but so far he has just talked. Ugh.
The first day of class, the asshat student of the bunch made himself known. Granted, the guy is hard to listen to – but still, I think it was wrong that the asshat came up to him during our break and told him how he should speak up and change his tone from time to time. In a snotty-manner. Not nice, just flat-out rude.
The second day of the class, the teacher started to cover Darwin and the Theory of Evolution. The asshat brought us dangerously close to the topic of Intelligent design by asking if it was true that Darwin recanted on his deathbed and said that his theory was wrong. The teacher laughed. Really, even if Darwin recanted because he felt the Christians of the world were against him, it doesn’t matter – many people have proved his theory since then.
I had to stop myself from laughing because the whole situation made me immediately think of Mac and her love of the Intelligent Design concept. I wonder how asshat would have reacted if I had brought up the Flying Spaghetti Monster and His Noodly Appendage in response to his comment.
I’m glad we didn’t go down the Intelligent Design path. Now if we could just get my teacher to speak up, and the asshat to keep his mouth shut.