I don't fully understand my math homework. I'm a nerd, I'm in abstract mathematics. I already took a class similar to this with Andy Loveless at UW. I absolutely love him as a teacher and learned so much. But I guess I didn't retain it. And the fact that my current math prof is experimenting with "teaching" styles doesn't help either. She refuses to explain anything because she wants us to learn together and help each other understand. I think that often, people retain information better when they figure something out on their own rather than having it explained. But this only works to a point. When no one understands a complex problem or procedure, we spend days spinning our wheels and being frustrated. Almost 2/3 done with the semester, we are on chapter 3. We skipped chapter 1. Awesome. Luckily I enjoy my classmates and we have a good time suffering through terrible teaching together.
Look at that alliteration.
Before math, I'm off to my Presentational Speaking class, where my prof says "Um" more than I thought was humanly possible. I kept a tally of how many times she said it in an hour. 121 times. I am guilty of using "Like" and "Um" to an annoying extent. But I am not teaching a class on public speaking.
I don't hate all my classes. Surprisingly, my English class makes me feel awesome about life. My prof loves me and makes me want to write all the time. I'm actually starting to like words more than numbers, it's weird to me. But there is a kid in my class that drives me crazy. One day class was canceled after we all showed up, so he asked if I wanted to grab lunch. I couldn't lie and tell him I had plans because he obviously knew I would have otherwise been in class. So we spent an awkward hour together because we had nothing to talk about. But after, he told me how he had such a great time. (Really? Whoa.) So now, he talks to me about nothing all the time, and always asks if I want to hang out, and I always have other things to do. But he's a persistant fellow! So today I got out of class early and walked to the student building. Upon entering, I saw probably the most beautiful man ever. (I think I overuse that phrase). Anyway, I'm looking good today (and feeling confident) so I decided I'd strike up a conversation. Then, out of nowhere, English class boy appeared. So we had an awkward conversation about nothing while I watched what I'm convinced was the man of my dreams walk away.
So basically I'm heartbroken and still have two really annoying classes to sit through.
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