This is how a convo in class went very bad.
Girl next to me: "So you're older than most people at this school, huh?"
Me: "I think I'm somewhere in the middle. There's a lot of different age groups here."
Girl: "How old are you?"
Me: "29."
Girl: "Wow, you're almost as old as my mom!"
Me: "What? How old is your mom?"
Girl: "33."
Me: "No way. How old are you?"
Girl: "18."
Me: "..."
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
I want to punch my psych professor
I'm so fed up with my psych professor. She canceled both classes last week. The first one she said she had to cancel because she is writing another text book and needed to meet with her editors. The second one she didn't explain. She just canceled it. And then she gave us a huge homework assignment to do over the weekend. I hate that she's so arrogant as to assume we have no other homework to do over the weekend. (Or that we have lives outside of school for that matter!)
Her assignment took me a whole day to do! And I still had to write a paper for my writing class and do 80 math problems. Not to mention I had to try to find time to spend with my gf since we only really see each other on the weekend.
I hate that this professor just cancels class whenever she wants but we lose points if we're absent. That's so backwards. We pay her to teach us! She should be docked pay for canceling class and we shouldn't lose points if we choose not to go to a class we are paying for.
She gets on my nerves in class too. Our class is at 9am. Most college kids aren't peppy at 9am. I'm never peppy no matter what time it is. She gets all butt-hurt if we don't show enough enthusiasm and says she doesn't feel like teaching if we going to be quiet and "grumpy". Well, excuse me. Not everyone is a social butterfly. Some of us are naturally observers. That's how I learn. And it's precisely my observational skills that I believe will make me a good therapist. No one wants a therapist who talks incessantly and expects their client to be happy-go-lucky all the time. They want someone who listens!
Her assignment took me a whole day to do! And I still had to write a paper for my writing class and do 80 math problems. Not to mention I had to try to find time to spend with my gf since we only really see each other on the weekend.
I hate that this professor just cancels class whenever she wants but we lose points if we're absent. That's so backwards. We pay her to teach us! She should be docked pay for canceling class and we shouldn't lose points if we choose not to go to a class we are paying for.
She gets on my nerves in class too. Our class is at 9am. Most college kids aren't peppy at 9am. I'm never peppy no matter what time it is. She gets all butt-hurt if we don't show enough enthusiasm and says she doesn't feel like teaching if we going to be quiet and "grumpy". Well, excuse me. Not everyone is a social butterfly. Some of us are naturally observers. That's how I learn. And it's precisely my observational skills that I believe will make me a good therapist. No one wants a therapist who talks incessantly and expects their client to be happy-go-lucky all the time. They want someone who listens!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
I really should post more than once a month
I never realize how much time goes by between posts. My life isn't that boring! I do have some things I could write about. I just don't feel motivated to write most of the time.
I'm really emotional this morning. (stupid PMS) I feel like ditching class, but I'm sure being there will keep me from thinking about things that will make me cry. I just hope that my psych professor won't make us do group work today. That grates on my nerves and just might make me throw up on a day like today.
January is nearly gone. How is that possible? Time just seems to fly by these days. I'm already 4 weeks into my second term. These classes are so different that the ones I had first term. This writing class is way easier (read dumbed down). This psych class is way more reading and busy work, but interesting. I hate hate hate that we have to take all the exams online though. I'm not sure what to think about my math class. It's a continuation of the algebra class from last term. We've had a quiz and a test already. I studied hard for the quiz and I got a C. I can't remember the last time I got a C on anything! The test, well I forgot what day it was and I hadn't studied at all, but I got an A. Seriously! I think my strategy for this class is going to be not to study. Mid-February I start a test anxiety class. From what I read, it's all book and group work. There are only 3 classes, all on Fridays, and all 3 hours long. To pass you just have to show up to all the classes and participate. Should be a piece of cake.
I've become obsessed with calculating and recalculating how much money we have in savings and how long it will take to save up to move. I'm not happy with the projected date. It looks like, no matter what we do, we are not going to be able to move before June. (And that is supposing that nothing major happens to keep us from putting the amount in savings each month that we need to.) We might be able to swing it sooner except that I have to put back money to take 2 classes over the summer because I might not be able to get financial aid for summer. If I had that money to work with we could move in March. It really sucks. I want out of here! I want my own space. I want to be able to take a piss in peace. I want to be able to go to sleep when I want, in a bed (as opposed to the couch), and not be awakened by someone banging around at 3 or 4 in the morning. I want to be able to do my homework without a thousand interruptions. I want to be able to fricken relax!
I'm really emotional this morning. (stupid PMS) I feel like ditching class, but I'm sure being there will keep me from thinking about things that will make me cry. I just hope that my psych professor won't make us do group work today. That grates on my nerves and just might make me throw up on a day like today.
January is nearly gone. How is that possible? Time just seems to fly by these days. I'm already 4 weeks into my second term. These classes are so different that the ones I had first term. This writing class is way easier (read dumbed down). This psych class is way more reading and busy work, but interesting. I hate hate hate that we have to take all the exams online though. I'm not sure what to think about my math class. It's a continuation of the algebra class from last term. We've had a quiz and a test already. I studied hard for the quiz and I got a C. I can't remember the last time I got a C on anything! The test, well I forgot what day it was and I hadn't studied at all, but I got an A. Seriously! I think my strategy for this class is going to be not to study. Mid-February I start a test anxiety class. From what I read, it's all book and group work. There are only 3 classes, all on Fridays, and all 3 hours long. To pass you just have to show up to all the classes and participate. Should be a piece of cake.
I've become obsessed with calculating and recalculating how much money we have in savings and how long it will take to save up to move. I'm not happy with the projected date. It looks like, no matter what we do, we are not going to be able to move before June. (And that is supposing that nothing major happens to keep us from putting the amount in savings each month that we need to.) We might be able to swing it sooner except that I have to put back money to take 2 classes over the summer because I might not be able to get financial aid for summer. If I had that money to work with we could move in March. It really sucks. I want out of here! I want my own space. I want to be able to take a piss in peace. I want to be able to go to sleep when I want, in a bed (as opposed to the couch), and not be awakened by someone banging around at 3 or 4 in the morning. I want to be able to do my homework without a thousand interruptions. I want to be able to fricken relax!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
