Greenday
12-13-2006, 06:34 PM
Well, I thought things would get better in my calc class. I was going in for help, going over the stuff for the final. Took my final today, wasn't quite so bad.
But yesterday, the day before the test, I went to her to ask her what grade I needed to get a C in the class, a 73. So she wrote down all my scores, wrote down my average quiz grade. Then she told me to find what I needed to get. So I start doing it and she tells me I'm doing it wrong. I told her that if my way doesn't work, then I don't know how. For the record my way DOES work, 100% of the time. She then asked me if I have ever taken a stats course and I told her how the only stats class I have ever taken was this semester. Then she told me and I quote, "It's pathetic that you took a semester of statistics and you can't even do weighed averages." First of all, my way works. Whether it is your way or not, it works and I'll continue to use it. Second of all, what right does she have to tell a student of hers that he is pathetic because he cannot do something? Add this to: someone I went to high school with that was in coma died on Friday and I found out on Sunday night, I broke up with my girlfriend on Monday night, I fought with her all yesterday before being told this, I was a wreck.
Just to add to a crappy few days, I was talking to a girl that I really like, and she was complaining to me about how most of her guy friends just hit on her and try to get in her pants but I was one of the few who don't try to. This was after I told her I broke up with my girlfriend. I told her how I've never had problems like that unfortunately, and she responded by telling me, if things didn't just get better with her boyfriend, she'd be going after me. Not something I wanted to hear at the time, not ready for that. So then when I went to meet her downstairs, she was with her boyfriend. So we went up to his room, and being normal college kids, sex came up in the convo. She was talking about how horny she was but her boyfriend kept playing a video game. Finally she just put a blanket on top of her and got undressed and he finally took the hint. That's when I decided it was time to leave. She later IMed me, apologizing and saying how she feels like sex is the best way to get over her stress and distress. She then told me she loves me, trying to make me feel better, and I know she says that to all her friends but once again, I'm not ready to hear that kind of stuff.
So I had another lady friend over and I was telling her of my crappy days and how I didn't really think it could get worse. At that moment, an envelope was pushed under my door. It was my announcement of my judicial hearing for breaking quiet hours rules. Yes, at 10:15 PM on a THURSDAY night, when everyone else was out partying, I was playing a video game too loud. You could barely hear it outside the door and the RA said she could hear it all the way down the hall. I'm sorry I don't have super-natural hearing, I'll keep it down. My hearing is at 10:15 PM tonight, during the week of my freaking finals. Thanks. Just what I need, tons of stress during finals. Thank God I had some happy pills in my closet that brightened my mood and help me sleep.
As to my calc teacher, I'm tempted to go to the head of the math department and complain about her. The fact that she is a horrible teacher isn't even my main reason, but it'll come up. How dare she tell me I'm pathetic because of my lack of abilities? Especially the day before the final! Thanks for the extra stress!
But yesterday, the day before the test, I went to her to ask her what grade I needed to get a C in the class, a 73. So she wrote down all my scores, wrote down my average quiz grade. Then she told me to find what I needed to get. So I start doing it and she tells me I'm doing it wrong. I told her that if my way doesn't work, then I don't know how. For the record my way DOES work, 100% of the time. She then asked me if I have ever taken a stats course and I told her how the only stats class I have ever taken was this semester. Then she told me and I quote, "It's pathetic that you took a semester of statistics and you can't even do weighed averages." First of all, my way works. Whether it is your way or not, it works and I'll continue to use it. Second of all, what right does she have to tell a student of hers that he is pathetic because he cannot do something? Add this to: someone I went to high school with that was in coma died on Friday and I found out on Sunday night, I broke up with my girlfriend on Monday night, I fought with her all yesterday before being told this, I was a wreck.
Just to add to a crappy few days, I was talking to a girl that I really like, and she was complaining to me about how most of her guy friends just hit on her and try to get in her pants but I was one of the few who don't try to. This was after I told her I broke up with my girlfriend. I told her how I've never had problems like that unfortunately, and she responded by telling me, if things didn't just get better with her boyfriend, she'd be going after me. Not something I wanted to hear at the time, not ready for that. So then when I went to meet her downstairs, she was with her boyfriend. So we went up to his room, and being normal college kids, sex came up in the convo. She was talking about how horny she was but her boyfriend kept playing a video game. Finally she just put a blanket on top of her and got undressed and he finally took the hint. That's when I decided it was time to leave. She later IMed me, apologizing and saying how she feels like sex is the best way to get over her stress and distress. She then told me she loves me, trying to make me feel better, and I know she says that to all her friends but once again, I'm not ready to hear that kind of stuff.
So I had another lady friend over and I was telling her of my crappy days and how I didn't really think it could get worse. At that moment, an envelope was pushed under my door. It was my announcement of my judicial hearing for breaking quiet hours rules. Yes, at 10:15 PM on a THURSDAY night, when everyone else was out partying, I was playing a video game too loud. You could barely hear it outside the door and the RA said she could hear it all the way down the hall. I'm sorry I don't have super-natural hearing, I'll keep it down. My hearing is at 10:15 PM tonight, during the week of my freaking finals. Thanks. Just what I need, tons of stress during finals. Thank God I had some happy pills in my closet that brightened my mood and help me sleep.
As to my calc teacher, I'm tempted to go to the head of the math department and complain about her. The fact that she is a horrible teacher isn't even my main reason, but it'll come up. How dare she tell me I'm pathetic because of my lack of abilities? Especially the day before the final! Thanks for the extra stress!