Haaa~
I haven’t posted here in a forever period it seems. Lots of nothing happened this Summer, and lots of crap have been happening since I’ve started my first week of my last semester here at Santa Fe.
So, Teacher breakdown, a tradition I’ve done with this blog. I’d accompany my teacher doodles, but my scanner is dead, so that’ll be saved for another time, if I remember at all.
I’m taking 2 course substitution to make up my math credits since I’m now certified incapable of Algebra. Those would be Animal Behavior and Critical Thinking in writing. Out of those two, I’m most excited for Animal Behavior, but the downside is it’s all an online course, and my teacher apparently lives in Maryland. I was hoping there’d be class trips to the learning Zoo they have here on campus (dude, they have exotic cats from South America) but that dream was shattered as soon as I signed up for an online class. I’m still looking forward to it though because I have an interest in zoology, and that along with psychology seem to be subjects that come easily to me.
My Critical Thinking for Writing class, well.. they originally gave me this list of science and writing classes I could pick for my math substitution, and I made really high marks on the CPT for writing and reading, and I do like writing, so I went with the one writing class. I’m the girl who scored the highest Florida Writes grade for my class year during high school. I’ve always had an easy time with writing, I take pride in my writing ability, as unpolished as it is. Critical Thinking for Writing is a joke. I feel like I’ve been demoted, I’m in the special ed class. The teacher first off, is like a Sunday School teacher in demeanor, always standing up straight and proper and smiling, and seems pretty anal-retendant on how organized our folders for this class have to be (haven’t been graded on a “folder” and how pretty I make it since high school). But you can just see the mask slipping off with a bitch underneath if you ask her too many questions. The class is basically… you get a single question a week related to the chapter, a single question, and you… answer it after thinking very long and hard on your answer.
Here’s what the first week assignment was:
Explain an activity you do that is creative. Why is it creative, what steps do you take to do it, what inspires you?
She’s going out of her way in emphasizing that creativity = problem solving, but will she really hold it against an Art major if I write a paragraph on my drawing process? I asked a single question in the class so far, and it was “what if I want to write more than one paragraph?”. This was in response to her saying she wants a paragraph for our answer, and a paragraph that is a page long. Sirens were going off in my head about how horribly written a giant paragraph on a page would look, and she responded telling me “well if you want to write more than one paragraph for this assignment, I won’t grade too hard this time, but in the future you’ll have to really follow directions”. I wonder if she misunderstood my question. Seriously, she wants me to throw away everything I’ve learned about paragraph form and just avoid using enter/tab while writing this? Ok… I suppose I can do that.
Finally, my “bonus” class for the term is Journalism. I was very excited about taking this class since I haven’t been in anything similar since high school, and this term I’m determined to join the school newspaper. The teacher loves going on in these long monologues about theory, but I was very disappointed to find that he’s never worked professionally in journalism. He just went straight to teacher out of school, so I’m wondering about what I can learn from him, but still, I’m happy to have some serious writing assignments this term, even if he scared me with the threat of taking 15 points off per misplaced comma, per assignment. I don’t have THAT much confidence in my comma placement, so it looks like he’ll whip my grammar skills into place.
I’ve noticed this week end he keeps calling on me to ask my opinion. Whether it be that I don’t look like I’m paying attention with my doodles (I sit right up front, doodle usually what he’s talking about), or he likes my answers, today it came to my attention that I’m the one he picks on the most to speak up. I was the only one giving critical critiques to other class member’s story ideas apparently (We have to write a Bright) and after saying something about experiencing a story first hand vs hearing it 2nd hand I realize a good number of the class was glaring at me (their stories were all 2nd hand attempts), and the teacher was suddenly sent into a new speech about some students going on about “I really like your story, smiley face, smile face, my little pony!” (his words, I shit you not) and I’m wondering now if I’m subconsciously brown-nosing. Ah well, final term in school, I’m not here to make friends. I got permission to write my bright about Dragon*con this weekend, so we’ll see if I’ll go with the Geek Parade, of the World Record Break Attempt for most people dancing thriller, or something that randomly strikes me while there.