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daylight_shadow wrote me a very cute SS/SB drabble -- the second half of her birthday present for me. Go Read!
I watched Smallville and Angel last night. As much as I'd love to wax poetic about all the pretty on the WB, I think I've done that enough for the past few days. But you know what I haven't done in a while? Bitch about college.
You see, I have this problem. If I'm not given a due date to do homework, It's really hard for me to convince myself to do it. The result? I'm in serious danger of flunking my physics test tomorrow. I didn't get to meet with my class tutor until today (on the 6th week of term). Most classes already had tutors by the first week. Tutors are in charge of class recitations, and recitations are generally where most of the learning is done.
Since we didn't have any recitations until today, I've been forced to resort to reading the book and trying my best to glean information from paragraphs and diagrams as opposed to chalkboard examples. My professor is not good at explaining things. He likes to put up obscenely complicated integrals on the board (I'm talking mathematical pornography, here) and solve these integrals in such a way that they only grow more and more horrible with each new chalk mark. Not to mention he has terrible handwriting. And what does he do after finishing with this gratuitious display of calculus wankery? He tells his students, very matter-of-factly, "Well, as you can see, in this situation x is negligible, so this term goes to zero, and these terms combine, and --" suddenly half the math on the board is crossed out and we see an equation about one sixteenth the size of that original, gruesome integral.
And this cute, tiny, final equation? Is the *only* part of the lesson that I actually end up using in my homework. The rest of the lesson just goes into my lecture notes under the category of "calculus I will never use, nor would I ever want to use it because this is a physics class, goddamnit!"
I look at my lecture notes and I *cringe.*
Now don't get me wrong -- I actually like calculus. In fact, I like physics too. But the math used in a physics class is never supposed to be as complicated as the math used for a calculus class. If such were the case, all physics majors would double major in mathematics.
And I would cry.
So as it turned out, I didn't get any creative writing done this week. *sigh* And I had such beautiful plans. Dammmmn Youuuuu Electricity and Magnetism!!! I miss mechanics. Physics was so much more fun when it was just mechanics. And my professor was coherent.
Oh, wait -- I take it back -- mechanics was a nightmare.
But at least I passed the class, aye?
Ugh -- college makes me feel like an avocado set out on a salad buffet. I start off the morning fresh, but by afternoon, I feel like I've been reduced to a pile of mushy brown-greenish shit. (thanks toevenstarjuliet for helping come up with that metaphor)
It's 9:00 -- do you know where your sanity is?
daylight_shadow wrote me a very cute SS/SB drabble -- the second half of her birthday present for me. Go Read!I watched Smallville and Angel last night. As much as I'd love to wax poetic about all the pretty on the WB, I think I've done that enough for the past few days. But you know what I haven't done in a while? Bitch about college.
You see, I have this problem. If I'm not given a due date to do homework, It's really hard for me to convince myself to do it. The result? I'm in serious danger of flunking my physics test tomorrow. I didn't get to meet with my class tutor until today (on the 6th week of term). Most classes already had tutors by the first week. Tutors are in charge of class recitations, and recitations are generally where most of the learning is done.
Since we didn't have any recitations until today, I've been forced to resort to reading the book and trying my best to glean information from paragraphs and diagrams as opposed to chalkboard examples. My professor is not good at explaining things. He likes to put up obscenely complicated integrals on the board (I'm talking mathematical pornography, here) and solve these integrals in such a way that they only grow more and more horrible with each new chalk mark. Not to mention he has terrible handwriting. And what does he do after finishing with this gratuitious display of calculus wankery? He tells his students, very matter-of-factly, "Well, as you can see, in this situation x is negligible, so this term goes to zero, and these terms combine, and --" suddenly half the math on the board is crossed out and we see an equation about one sixteenth the size of that original, gruesome integral.
And this cute, tiny, final equation? Is the *only* part of the lesson that I actually end up using in my homework. The rest of the lesson just goes into my lecture notes under the category of "calculus I will never use, nor would I ever want to use it because this is a physics class, goddamnit!"
I look at my lecture notes and I *cringe.*
Now don't get me wrong -- I actually like calculus. In fact, I like physics too. But the math used in a physics class is never supposed to be as complicated as the math used for a calculus class. If such were the case, all physics majors would double major in mathematics.
And I would cry.
So as it turned out, I didn't get any creative writing done this week. *sigh* And I had such beautiful plans. Dammmmn Youuuuu Electricity and Magnetism!!! I miss mechanics. Physics was so much more fun when it was just mechanics. And my professor was coherent.
Oh, wait -- I take it back -- mechanics was a nightmare.
But at least I passed the class, aye?
Ugh -- college makes me feel like an avocado set out on a salad buffet. I start off the morning fresh, but by afternoon, I feel like I've been reduced to a pile of mushy brown-greenish shit. (thanks to
evenstarjuliet for helping come up with that metaphor)It's 9:00 -- do you know where your sanity is?
