19 Jan 05

First days back at school, crazy professors

Ever since I got back to school on Sunday, my days have been filled with celebration of the return to school (ie partying) combined with a sprinkling of going to classes. My first class on Tuesday was awful. I should have been forewarned by the reviews on ratemyprofessors.com, which included this gem:

I didn't really truly love before carlton james. He loved me. He told me. I realized I loved myself. Just kidding, this guy's a ****ing whackjob.

He made a statement along the lines of "if you value a scientific approach to psychology, you'll probably come to hate me." At this point though I already hated the man who is affectionately known by the moniker "the love doctor." Maybe I wasn't hugged enough as a child, but I think this guy can take his humanistic approach and shove it. I'm not going to waste a class as potentially interesting as Abnormal Psychology on a nutjob like James. So, I walked out of class, and the next day switched into Adolescent Development instead. Problem solved.

My physics class today was a different story. If there was one moment I wished I had my camera, it was when Dr. Croft shot around the room like a bullet, wearing roller skates and propelled by a fire extinguisher - all to illustrate the concepts behind vectors. He survived the ordeal, and was met with cheers and applause. I think I have a new favorite teacher. Next class I think he's doing a similar demonstration, only to illustrate rotational momentum... or something. I'll be sure to have my camera on hand.

Last night was also very enjoyable. I got 2nd place in the Dr. Mario TRUE RANKING tournament.

It's good to be back.


3 comments

Maybe you can take the lessons you learn in Adolescent Development and teach them to your mom.

ashley, on January 19, 2005 9:04 PM

ooh, that's mean. :)

Frankie, on January 19, 2005 9:07 PM

Frank, you may think you have crazy teachers. I have a professor who is convinced he is teaching fourth grade. Case in point, we have nightly homework assignments... why... because (and I quote) "I want to make sure you guys are reading the book." Why in the heck does he care if I read the book? If I know the information... what does it matter?

Here is a question from one of our worksheets (This is Intro to Journalism)
"True or false: To be a good media writer, you only need to know how to write only a few types of leads."

MY LITTLE BROTHER COULD ANSWER THAT! And yet... he wants me to list which page I found the information on.

jeffkjo, on January 27, 2005 11:37 PM

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