I'm hitting the wall.
I'm getting very tired. Tired of reading, writing, listening, thinking, but most of all, being around 18 year old college students.
Now, don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy many of the "kids" in my classes. I have even accepted a couple of them as friends on facebook. However, there are so many other "kids" that I really do not enjoy being around...at all...ever.
"Kids" that post things like this for Ethnic Studies homework two weeks before the semester ends.
"In this chapter it talks about how males are favored in sports especially basket. And it then goes on to explain what women do when you watch a mans game... they are either with their husband ot kids, working in the consession stands, or helping others. They also said " where are the women? those closet to the action on the court are probably cheerleaders, tumbling, dancing, and being thrown in the air in support of the exploits of the athletes." I do not agree with these becuase more men are being cheerleaders. So therefore this is kind of being racist where they are saying men shouldnt be doing cheer becuase its a women thing to do. What do you think...Is this being racist againist men being cheerleaders? why or why not?"
Come the Fuck on, Bridget!
(No, her name is not Bridget...that's a movie quote that I use when I'm tired of saying WTF?. Watch Bridget Jones Diary, you loser. FYI - Colin Firth=YUMMY)
Seriously, I find it appalling this girl was accepted into college completely unaware of the difference between racism and sexism, and clearly, she's never heard of proofreading. The fact that she's spent 27 days in an Ethnic Studies class with, in my opinion, a great professor and still doesn't know the difference, speaks to her capabilities as a learner. Let's not forget, the fact that she is a SHE! 18 year old SHES should be able to recognize sexism when they see it and be able to verbalize or document the injustice that they're witnessing.
Can I get an AMEN?!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Day 26...
I registered for classes for the fall. I'm sticking to the Tuesday & Thursday schedule for as long as I can. Since I have to take 6 credits of Math for Re...ally, really stupid people, I thought I'd get that over with. I'm taking both of these classes next fall. Should be a blast!
Here is my schedule for Tuesday & Thursday starting in September:
Here is my schedule for Tuesday & Thursday starting in September:
Do you know what my worst nightmare is?
Sitting in Math class (that doesn't even count toward graduation) for 3 hours every other day for 4 months. My only hope is that my professor is smokin' hot. Keep your fingers crossed.
Although, I had a super hot Algebra teacher in high school who was so distracting, I didn't learn a damn thing.....Thanks a lot Mr. James P. Acherman!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Day 25...
Yesterday in Ethnic Studies, I was discussing the Clarence Thomas/Anita Hill hearings with a small group of students. Because these hearings were in the early 90's, I asked if we could think of any more recent public case where race, class & gender intersect, because I know most of the class was BORN in the early 90's! One of the kids mentioned the OJ trial and I said "well that wasn't much more recent than CT & AH because that was in like '95, I think...around the year I graduated from high school."
I'm not exaggerating when I say there was a loud GASP! The same gasping kid then followed with this statement, "You didn't have to tell us that!" His tone gave me the impression that I'd made him really uncomfortable with waaaay too much personal and very private information!?
Should the fact that I graduated from high school 15 years ago be reacted to, in the same way that one might react if someone shared something a little more along these lines, "...in like '95, I think...the same year I had my 4th abortion and contracted herpes...again!"
NO! Seriously, realizing that someone in your class is over 30 should not strike fear in heart of any 18-22 year old.
So listen up youngsters. I have a valuable lesson for you. If someone tells you some uncomfortable information like "in like '95, I think...the same year I had my 4th abortion and contracted herpes...again!", don't offend the person with a statement like, "You didn't have to tell us that!" Do what a mature almost 33 year old would do, keep your mouth shut.
Just scream "SLUTTY McHERPIEPANTS!" in your head.
I'm not exaggerating when I say there was a loud GASP! The same gasping kid then followed with this statement, "You didn't have to tell us that!" His tone gave me the impression that I'd made him really uncomfortable with waaaay too much personal and very private information!?
Should the fact that I graduated from high school 15 years ago be reacted to, in the same way that one might react if someone shared something a little more along these lines, "...in like '95, I think...the same year I had my 4th abortion and contracted herpes...again!"
NO! Seriously, realizing that someone in your class is over 30 should not strike fear in heart of any 18-22 year old.
So listen up youngsters. I have a valuable lesson for you. If someone tells you some uncomfortable information like "in like '95, I think...the same year I had my 4th abortion and contracted herpes...again!", don't offend the person with a statement like, "You didn't have to tell us that!" Do what a mature almost 33 year old would do, keep your mouth shut.
Just scream "SLUTTY McHERPIEPANTS!" in your head.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Day 24...
Social "misfit" girl didn't show up for class last night. She must have read my blog and decided she didn't want a face punch. In case some of you think I would really punch her in the face...duh! No, not everything I write on this blog should be taken seriously, and things I write could be taken out of context and offend some people. So if you're a person who is super sensitive to anything not PC, I urge you NOT to read my blogs. Remember, I gave fair warning months ago...
TUESDAY, JANUARY 19, 2010
UWP & ME
I've decided to document my days as a non-traditional student at my new blog UWP & ME. It will just be some thoughts and highlights from a day in the life of an old lady's return to college life.
I can't promise that I won't diss college age girls and boys, or the professors I have (although names will be changed to protectthe innocent myself). I will probably poke fun at the university staff, mainly targeting 2 Prospective Student Services employees. God knows, I will do plenty of profoundly stupid things that will require some blog attention, but from time to time I will get all deep and blow your mind with my perspective on life, liberty and the pursuit of a Philosophy degree.
I can't promise that I won't diss college age girls and boys, or the professors I have (although names will be changed to protect
Which reminds me, I officially declared my major yesterday...Philosophy but I'm still debating on the minor. I also registered for a pre-session summer class...wait for it...with the same crazy, smart professor that has been driving me crazy all semester. I get 3 credits in 3 weeks though, so I am willing to suck it up.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Day 23...
Let me set the scene before I start my rant...
Yesterday 4:50pm - Sitting in a classroom before Philosophy class starts, reading a chapter from Ethnic Studies so I can have the homework posted online by 8am this morning. I have 10 minutes which is plenty of time to finish the reading I started while sitting in my car, trying hard not to drive to Kwik Trip and open my mouth under the Diet Mountain Dew spicket!
Enter...the annoying "I talk loudly on the phone, while others try to text, read, text, chat, text, do homework and did I mention text before class," girl.
Literally, she talks in full volume as the rest of us sit there, shooting daggers with our eyes into the back of her stupid head. Occasionally, one of the other annoyed people will purposely leave to use their phone in the hallway (where normal, polite and courteous people have their private conversations) just to see if she'll get the hint. No dice!
Her conversations include shit like her mom's work schedule, or if she can't get enough graduation tickets for her family flying in from Las Vegas she'll be really pissed, or that she thinks it's super hilarious that we use "googled" like it's a verb....HA-HA-HA!
Really, who are you my fuckin' grandma? I am sorry to say but if you are younger than 25 "googled" has been part of your vocabulary since...um... pretty much forever, so shut it!
She does this every class...EVERY SINGLE CLASS! She has literally walked past people talking on their phones in the hallway and sat down to interrupt the quiet peaceful classroom. I mean come on, do you not see the eye rolls or hear the heavy, irritated sighs as others enter the room to see (& hear) you in the front row shouting about how you were a bad-ass in high school so when you call there "they will definitely remember who I am!"
My guess is they'll remember you because you were as socially retarded then, as you are now, and they all wanted to punch you in your face!
I think for the safety of young ignorant girls everywhere, I shouldn't have given up soda until the semester ended.
Yesterday 4:50pm - Sitting in a classroom before Philosophy class starts, reading a chapter from Ethnic Studies so I can have the homework posted online by 8am this morning. I have 10 minutes which is plenty of time to finish the reading I started while sitting in my car, trying hard not to drive to Kwik Trip and open my mouth under the Diet Mountain Dew spicket!
Enter...the annoying "I talk loudly on the phone, while others try to text, read, text, chat, text, do homework and did I mention text before class," girl.
Literally, she talks in full volume as the rest of us sit there, shooting daggers with our eyes into the back of her stupid head. Occasionally, one of the other annoyed people will purposely leave to use their phone in the hallway (where normal, polite and courteous people have their private conversations) just to see if she'll get the hint. No dice!
Her conversations include shit like her mom's work schedule, or if she can't get enough graduation tickets for her family flying in from Las Vegas she'll be really pissed, or that she thinks it's super hilarious that we use "googled" like it's a verb....HA-HA-HA!
Really, who are you my fuckin' grandma? I am sorry to say but if you are younger than 25 "googled" has been part of your vocabulary since...um... pretty much forever, so shut it!
She does this every class...EVERY SINGLE CLASS! She has literally walked past people talking on their phones in the hallway and sat down to interrupt the quiet peaceful classroom. I mean come on, do you not see the eye rolls or hear the heavy, irritated sighs as others enter the room to see (& hear) you in the front row shouting about how you were a bad-ass in high school so when you call there "they will definitely remember who I am!"
My guess is they'll remember you because you were as socially retarded then, as you are now, and they all wanted to punch you in your face!
I think for the safety of young ignorant girls everywhere, I shouldn't have given up soda until the semester ended.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Day 22...
Today was a interesting day. It started with me reading the following email from one of my professors:
"Hi everyone, I'm sick as a dog so class is cancelled. Read, post, and respond, and I'll see you on Tuesday."
Like any college student, I shouted..."Fuck yeah!"
FYI: I've decided since I haven't declared a major yet, I should continue to swear like a sailor, in case I decide to major in Sailing; I don't want to be out of practice.
That's where the "like any college student" stuff ended. Because as most college students were jumping back into their cozy crab-infested futons, snuggling up with their "Twilight" & "High School Musical" pillows for a couple extra hours of sleep - I'd already walked 4 miles, made breakfast, drank 2 cups of coffee, kissed my husband & daughter goodbye for the day, took my son to the bus, kissed him goodbye and checked my god damn email! Seriously, it's a little late to go back to bed.
What I wouldn't have done for an opportunity to curl up in my lovely, laundry loaded bed and spoon my "Batman Forever" & "Jerry Maguire" pillow and go back to sleep for a couple of hours.
These were popular movies back in 1995. I'm not afraid to admit Val Kilmer is hotter than Robert Pattinson any day! Ok, maybe not today (or for the last 10 years) 'cause like the rest of us...............Val got fat and old. His Ice Man glory days are over. ☹
I'm betting Cuba Gooding Jr. would totally mess up Corbin Bleu though.......SHOW ME THE MONEY!
"Hi everyone, I'm sick as a dog so class is cancelled. Read, post, and respond, and I'll see you on Tuesday."
Like any college student, I shouted..."Fuck yeah!"
FYI: I've decided since I haven't declared a major yet, I should continue to swear like a sailor, in case I decide to major in Sailing; I don't want to be out of practice.
That's where the "like any college student" stuff ended. Because as most college students were jumping back into their cozy crab-infested futons, snuggling up with their "Twilight" & "High School Musical" pillows for a couple extra hours of sleep - I'd already walked 4 miles, made breakfast, drank 2 cups of coffee, kissed my husband & daughter goodbye for the day, took my son to the bus, kissed him goodbye and checked my god damn email! Seriously, it's a little late to go back to bed.
What I wouldn't have done for an opportunity to curl up in my lovely, laundry loaded bed and spoon my "Batman Forever" & "Jerry Maguire" pillow and go back to sleep for a couple of hours.
These were popular movies back in 1995. I'm not afraid to admit Val Kilmer is hotter than Robert Pattinson any day! Ok, maybe not today (or for the last 10 years) 'cause like the rest of us...............Val got fat and old. His Ice Man glory days are over. ☹
I'm betting Cuba Gooding Jr. would totally mess up Corbin Bleu though.......SHOW ME THE MONEY!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Day 21...
"What are you going to school for?"
Apparently, that's the million dollar question. It's asked by most people that hear I am going back to college. Some people stop there or say something like "Philosophy...really?!?!" A lot of people who haven't been to college go on to ask "What kind of job will you get with that?"
Until recently, I looked at college as a place to go if you want a good job. A lot of people look at it through those eyes, as a way to have a leg up on the competition in the job market. Something to get done with as soon as possible in order to get started with your "life." "What are you planning to do with a degree in ________?" I have asked that very same questions to people starting college either fresh out of high school or non-traditional students who decide to go back.
To answer my own question:
I am going to learn something. I am going to have my beliefs and views challenged. I am going to be able to not only tolerate, but embrace people with differences. I am going to utilize my brain in a way that I never have before. I am going to be uncomfortable and grow through that discomfort, becoming a stronger person.
I am going to be a role model for my children. Teaching them that being static may not be enough for them and that leading an ever-changing life is OK. So what if it wasn't part of the initial plan. Plans and people change. Don't be afraid to change your mind. Shake things up! Even if people don't understand or if they don't support you "rocking the boat." Do what feels right to you, not what is safe or understood by the masses.
I believe this UWP experience is going to change me. It will be uncomfortable for some, maybe even unacceptable for those who don't understand, but I know deep down it is right.
Hopefully, I won't be the only one who learns something.
Apparently, that's the million dollar question. It's asked by most people that hear I am going back to college. Some people stop there or say something like "Philosophy...really?!?!" A lot of people who haven't been to college go on to ask "What kind of job will you get with that?"
Until recently, I looked at college as a place to go if you want a good job. A lot of people look at it through those eyes, as a way to have a leg up on the competition in the job market. Something to get done with as soon as possible in order to get started with your "life." "What are you planning to do with a degree in ________?" I have asked that very same questions to people starting college either fresh out of high school or non-traditional students who decide to go back.
To answer my own question:
I am going to learn something. I am going to have my beliefs and views challenged. I am going to be able to not only tolerate, but embrace people with differences. I am going to utilize my brain in a way that I never have before. I am going to be uncomfortable and grow through that discomfort, becoming a stronger person.
I am going to be a role model for my children. Teaching them that being static may not be enough for them and that leading an ever-changing life is OK. So what if it wasn't part of the initial plan. Plans and people change. Don't be afraid to change your mind. Shake things up! Even if people don't understand or if they don't support you "rocking the boat." Do what feels right to you, not what is safe or understood by the masses.
I believe this UWP experience is going to change me. It will be uncomfortable for some, maybe even unacceptable for those who don't understand, but I know deep down it is right.
Hopefully, I won't be the only one who learns something.
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