I'm in college now.
Why aren't you?
I really have too much to say to type; my hands would get sore. Suffice it to say that I've met many people, and they're awesome. My roomate is somewhat anti-social, but I have the magical power of being able to get along with nearly anyone, so we get along fine. I had a math recitation this morning, two of my lecture classes (polisci344 and intro to sociology), and my freshman seminar class (a fine arts credit where a small group of freshmen go out to plays, lectures, operas, etc. and then discuss them). I'll summarize my evaluation:
Math- Teacher has a cool accent. I think he's from Africa somewhere. Like South Africa or Kenya. Rather a dry, dry person, but seems to be a good teacher. Takes it slow, goes step-by-step. Class is approx. 30 people.
PoliSci- Teacher is not visiually appealing, but he studies terrorism, and that's cool. I like his style. Class has about 50 people.
Sociology- Teacher is well dressed and he has a bit of a lisp. TA's are cool. Class size is about 250-300. I wanted to shoot myself in the face. INCREDIBLY easy course laid out, and the teacher tried to elicit some sort of interaction or response from the students with a couple of questions: the room was dead. I ended up answering most of the stuff, because no one else would TALK, and there was just this silence. And they weren't hard questions. "Name two problems in the United States today." "..." and then some kid in the back of the room says "Immigration", and I'm like "ok, we're all dumb in one sense of the word or another in here, clearly". Then he took my answer, "poverty". After discussing immigration a little bit, he asked "ok, what's wrong with poverty?", and I laughed, because it was a funny thing to say. No one else laughed. I think I'm a bit ahead of the standard 18 year old humor curve, maybe. I didn't think it was that complex of a joke. Still, I don't think this class requires me to even exist in a coporeal form, really.
Freshman Seminar- Teacher is actually a dance teachers and constantly corrects herself after calling us all "dancers" ("Ok, danc- people, everyone take one of these and pass the stack around.") I wish she'd just call us dancers. That'd be cool. I'll ask her to do so next week. Class size is 15. There are 4 males. There are several partituclarly attractive girls. This course, effecively, requires me to go on dates with a dozen girls every week. I can work with that.
Why aren't you?
I really have too much to say to type; my hands would get sore. Suffice it to say that I've met many people, and they're awesome. My roomate is somewhat anti-social, but I have the magical power of being able to get along with nearly anyone, so we get along fine. I had a math recitation this morning, two of my lecture classes (polisci344 and intro to sociology), and my freshman seminar class (a fine arts credit where a small group of freshmen go out to plays, lectures, operas, etc. and then discuss them). I'll summarize my evaluation:
Math- Teacher has a cool accent. I think he's from Africa somewhere. Like South Africa or Kenya. Rather a dry, dry person, but seems to be a good teacher. Takes it slow, goes step-by-step. Class is approx. 30 people.
PoliSci- Teacher is not visiually appealing, but he studies terrorism, and that's cool. I like his style. Class has about 50 people.
Sociology- Teacher is well dressed and he has a bit of a lisp. TA's are cool. Class size is about 250-300. I wanted to shoot myself in the face. INCREDIBLY easy course laid out, and the teacher tried to elicit some sort of interaction or response from the students with a couple of questions: the room was dead. I ended up answering most of the stuff, because no one else would TALK, and there was just this silence. And they weren't hard questions. "Name two problems in the United States today." "..." and then some kid in the back of the room says "Immigration", and I'm like "ok, we're all dumb in one sense of the word or another in here, clearly". Then he took my answer, "poverty". After discussing immigration a little bit, he asked "ok, what's wrong with poverty?", and I laughed, because it was a funny thing to say. No one else laughed. I think I'm a bit ahead of the standard 18 year old humor curve, maybe. I didn't think it was that complex of a joke. Still, I don't think this class requires me to even exist in a coporeal form, really.
Freshman Seminar- Teacher is actually a dance teachers and constantly corrects herself after calling us all "dancers" ("Ok, danc- people, everyone take one of these and pass the stack around.") I wish she'd just call us dancers. That'd be cool. I'll ask her to do so next week. Class size is 15. There are 4 males. There are several partituclarly attractive girls. This course, effecively, requires me to go on dates with a dozen girls every week. I can work with that.
posted by Joseph Savage | 2:57 PM
3 Comments:
She didn't call you stump, I called you stump. Stump.
Hi Joey,
It's true. I would never call anyone stump. It's just kind of, for lack of a less kindergarten word, gross sounding. So don't you worry about that. I know I'm pushing it with Joey.
Anyways, you're right about not taking any guff from those little girls. The only trouble is that it makes me laugh so much that I'm a complete pushover. Let's just pray that I don't have little spanish speaking kids, because if so 1. John might be suspicious, and 2. I would probably let them get away with anything.
So how is college treating you? Meeting tons of interesting people with strange ideas about legalizing certain substances and who also think that indie rock is the most spiritual zen music that you can listen to? if not, then i'm sadly disappointed in all of the stereotypes that I've heard about non-church schools. Please don't say that MTV has failed me once again. I don't know if I could take one more betrayal. :)
How are classes? Girls? Homework? Dorm life? The food? Give us the scoop. I know John really wants to know as well. Oh, and I do have to tell you that I was looking through one of those blue notebook things that your Mom puts together for you guys, and read a very cute thing about both you and John. Something about a one-lined song that you both used to sing..."We are the brothers." That's pretty dang cute. So was the picture of the two of you brothers together. So I might have to make you guys perform a duet when you finally come out and visit us.
Well anyways, keep us updated on college life, because as a wise man once typed, "you're in college, why aren't we?" :)
Update, Joey, update! What's happening in your little world?
- John
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