14 days.
336 hours.
20,160 minutes.
1,209,600 seconds.
However you say it, it still seems a bit too soon! If you need to reach me on a Tuesday or Thursday after September 2nd, realize you will be competing with this...
so good luck!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Semester 2 starts in...
2 weeks.
14 days.
336 hours.
20,160 minutes.
1,209,600 seconds.
However you say it, it still seems a bit too soon! If you need to reach me on a Tuesday or Thursday after September 2nd, realize you will be competing with this...
14 days.
336 hours.
20,160 minutes.
1,209,600 seconds.
However you say it, it still seems a bit too soon! If you need to reach me on a Tuesday or Thursday after September 2nd, realize you will be competing with this...
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
I'm honored...
to be guaranteed a great, high-paying job because of my significant accomplishment. Thanks UWP, I'm proud to be affiliated with you as well.
Wait, what's that?
This piece of paper doesn't guarantee anything and it's about as worthless in real life as learning how to do Algebra or parallel park.
Bite me!
Wait, what's that?
This piece of paper doesn't guarantee anything and it's about as worthless in real life as learning how to do Algebra or parallel park.
Bite me!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Day 30...
was my last day in class. 1 hour class of Ethnic Studies....I could handle that right? Barely!
We were workshopping our final papers. Just getting last minute advice from others in the class. However, the professor chose whose papers we would read and critique...which wasn't so great for me. He had me read the papers of 1. the ignorant girl that I've written about on here before and 2. a dude that had consolidated his 6 to 8 page paper to 1 page and 1 sentence in length.
Once again, I was appalled by the lack of competency these college students have.
First the girl's paper...let's call her...Amber...the paper was full of generalizations like, the laws against hate crimes have not stopped one person from committing them, or all black people use their race to get out of crimes they commit.
It really was a joy to read this enlightening display of a semesters worth of Ethnic Studies class.
After reading the paper we had to meet and discuss what was needed for revision. She told me that one of my sentences was a run-on and that was all she caught because she only got through the second page.
She was super helpful. My run-on was the setting up of a quote & then the quote, you know like: Julie of UWP & ME states, "This girl is a frickin' moron!"
I then explained to her that he (our professor) was not going to be cool with a bunch of statements that she didn't prove, and she said she "couldn't find much information on immigration laws."
Right!??! That isn't a very hot topic now a days!
So that is when I said, "Well Amber, you're off to a good start...good luck" and moved on to the next guy...let's call him Randy. In 1 page and 1 sentence he talked about Irish immigrants during the potato famine, it jumped quickly to religion and ended with Mexicans. My only advice to him (with one week before this final paper was due) was you may want to pick a topic! I have to say that he actually gave me some good comments and advice on my paper, so it wasn't a complete loss for me.
It was the perfect day to end this semester. I think back on how I hesitated to return to college for so long because I didn't think I could handle it. Days like this remind me that I'm capable. As long as I am willing to learn from others and work hard, I can do it. Yes, some classes are going to be really hard, like Spanish, College Algebra and others, but I'm up for the challenge.
I have to take Spanish because I didn't maintain a C average in high school. Obviously, I was below average in retaining details of Roni Roth's sex life...uhh...I just threw up in my mouth.
So farewell until September. I'm taking a break. Spending time with family, vegecating at Farmers Markets, hanging out with friends(my own age), sunning myself at the pond, running to baseball camp, basketball camp, summer school and swimming lessons, just mainly hanging out with MY kids!
You know, normal summer activities for a college student.
We were workshopping our final papers. Just getting last minute advice from others in the class. However, the professor chose whose papers we would read and critique...which wasn't so great for me. He had me read the papers of 1. the ignorant girl that I've written about on here before and 2. a dude that had consolidated his 6 to 8 page paper to 1 page and 1 sentence in length.
Once again, I was appalled by the lack of competency these college students have.
First the girl's paper...let's call her...Amber...the paper was full of generalizations like, the laws against hate crimes have not stopped one person from committing them, or all black people use their race to get out of crimes they commit.
It really was a joy to read this enlightening display of a semesters worth of Ethnic Studies class.
After reading the paper we had to meet and discuss what was needed for revision. She told me that one of my sentences was a run-on and that was all she caught because she only got through the second page.
She was super helpful. My run-on was the setting up of a quote & then the quote, you know like: Julie of UWP & ME states, "This girl is a frickin' moron!"
I then explained to her that he (our professor) was not going to be cool with a bunch of statements that she didn't prove, and she said she "couldn't find much information on immigration laws."
Right!??! That isn't a very hot topic now a days!
So that is when I said, "Well Amber, you're off to a good start...good luck" and moved on to the next guy...let's call him Randy. In 1 page and 1 sentence he talked about Irish immigrants during the potato famine, it jumped quickly to religion and ended with Mexicans. My only advice to him (with one week before this final paper was due) was you may want to pick a topic! I have to say that he actually gave me some good comments and advice on my paper, so it wasn't a complete loss for me.
It was the perfect day to end this semester. I think back on how I hesitated to return to college for so long because I didn't think I could handle it. Days like this remind me that I'm capable. As long as I am willing to learn from others and work hard, I can do it. Yes, some classes are going to be really hard, like Spanish, College Algebra and others, but I'm up for the challenge.
I have to take Spanish because I didn't maintain a C average in high school. Obviously, I was below average in retaining details of Roni Roth's sex life...uhh...I just threw up in my mouth.
So farewell until September. I'm taking a break. Spending time with family, vegecating at Farmers Markets, hanging out with friends(my own age), sunning myself at the pond, running to baseball camp, basketball camp, summer school and swimming lessons, just mainly hanging out with MY kids!
You know, normal summer activities for a college student.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Day 29...
WOW! What a day. This is basically my last day of classes. Thursday, I have my morning Ethnic Studies class, but then I am leaving to attend Mother's Day Tea with Sophia.
I think it's safe to say I'm the only college student at UWP spending Thursday afternoon with 5 year olds drinking tea. Although, if you go to the Annex you see lots of "tea" being drank and a bunch of people acting like 5 year olds.
Today I had to meet with Freaky DeGenerate to discuss my group (which is required of all group leaders). During the conversation he asked what my husband did for a living. I said he was a plumber...cause he's a plumber. His response was about the most elitist, asshole thing I've ever heard anyone say.
He said, and I quote..."So you are part of the trend of women who marry beneath them."
Of course he's totally right. I understand now that I shouldn't have married kind, smart and hard working Trevor. Clearly, I should have held out to marry a pervert who is tenured into a position that pays him year after year to pant all over other kind, smart and hard working guys' daughters?
I'm just happy today was my last day with this Prick!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Day 28...
As a parent that just happens to be a college student, I look at things a bit different than the average girl sitting in class. I don't think I am smarter or better than any of the rest of them...actually that isn't true, there are a couple of girls I'm definitely smarter than. Don't believe me? Read my last post.
I do, however think I'm more sensitive to the inappropriateness of certain professors. This semester, out of my three professors I'd consider one of them a great teacher, I'd consider another one hard to follow but totally sweet and willing to help in anyway, and finally I'd consider the other one a... total creeper.
Today I was part of a panel discussion where we discussed whether or not prostitution should be legalized.
BTW: it absolutely should not...ever...for any reason be legalized.
So after our 45 minute discussion we receive questions from the audience. The first question he asks is: "What about the beautiful blonde I've seen on The Tyra Show, that says she chooses to be a prostitute to put herself through medical school?"
In my head I'm thinking...I bet this scenario is what gets this guy out of bed in the morning.
The slight possibility of some pre-med Jenna Jamison look alike, coming to UWP hoping to turn tricks to pay for her tuition.
Then his next question is: "Well, Julie, what do you think about masturbation?"
Umm...what?!?! How is that at all related to what we're really talking about and ICK!!??
I answered this question, in a smart ass tone, "You're asking what I think about masturbation...I'm all for it." To which about twelve 18-22 years olds started dying laughing.
Luckily, before this dude could get off,anymore on talking about sex with a bunch of young college girls and one old college girl, the time was up. He handed back our evaluations and we left.
Wanna see what he wrote on my eval?
Yeah, you read it correctly...SAY THE WORD!! MASTURBATION!!!???
I can only assume that ALL CAPS is a sign that the perv was nearing climax.
As I read this, I thought of all the 18-22 year old girls who may sit in his class someday and not realize he enjoys teaching them not because he likes to watch them learn and become more confident & capable adults, but for a "handful" of other reasons. I had the same protective feeling for those college girls, that my Dad must have had when he tapped on some dirty old guy's car window, with a water gun, and told the sicko to leave his daughter alone.
Hey, maybe this guy is Jimmy Staver's brother?
I do, however think I'm more sensitive to the inappropriateness of certain professors. This semester, out of my three professors I'd consider one of them a great teacher, I'd consider another one hard to follow but totally sweet and willing to help in anyway, and finally I'd consider the other one a... total creeper.
Today I was part of a panel discussion where we discussed whether or not prostitution should be legalized.
BTW: it absolutely should not...ever...for any reason be legalized.
So after our 45 minute discussion we receive questions from the audience. The first question he asks is: "What about the beautiful blonde I've seen on The Tyra Show, that says she chooses to be a prostitute to put herself through medical school?"
In my head I'm thinking...I bet this scenario is what gets this guy out of bed in the morning.
The slight possibility of some pre-med Jenna Jamison look alike, coming to UWP hoping to turn tricks to pay for her tuition.
Then his next question is: "Well, Julie, what do you think about masturbation?"
Umm...what?!?! How is that at all related to what we're really talking about and ICK!!??
I answered this question, in a smart ass tone, "You're asking what I think about masturbation...I'm all for it." To which about twelve 18-22 years olds started dying laughing.
Luckily, before this dude could get off,anymore on talking about sex with a bunch of young college girls and one old college girl, the time was up. He handed back our evaluations and we left.
Wanna see what he wrote on my eval?
Yeah, you read it correctly...SAY THE WORD!! MASTURBATION!!!???
I can only assume that ALL CAPS is a sign that the perv was nearing climax.
As I read this, I thought of all the 18-22 year old girls who may sit in his class someday and not realize he enjoys teaching them not because he likes to watch them learn and become more confident & capable adults, but for a "handful" of other reasons. I had the same protective feeling for those college girls, that my Dad must have had when he tapped on some dirty old guy's car window, with a water gun, and told the sicko to leave his daughter alone.
Hey, maybe this guy is Jimmy Staver's brother?
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Day 27...
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?!
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?!
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