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Friday, September 02, 2005

I just do not understand what professors mean when they tell you to think about something as "broad and specific" as possible. No matter how many times they tell me to do that, I just don't understand what it means.

Posted by Serene Chaos at 12:14:00 AM °°°

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Through my extreme inability to accurately articulate what it is I am trying to say, I completely freaked out one of my professors. She thought that I was trying to say one thing about education, and didn't realized until about 30 minutes later what it was I was actually trying to say. For those 30 minutes, I think she was very worried about me as a prospective educator...

(This was in a class where I am the one and only student. I don't think I've mentioned this yet. Because it is a requirement for the education certification, they are holding this class even though I am the only person enrolled in it.)

Posted by Serene Chaos at 12:50:00 PM °°°

Tuesday, August 30, 2005


Girl 1: Something happened to my ID Card. It got bent or something Saturday night when I was doing laundry, and now it won't let me into meals.
Girl 2: The real question is; why were you doing laundry on a Saturday night?

Said to me at dinner--

Friend: I think they put the brussels sprouts in the dining hall as a joke.
Me: Why?
Friend: Because the only people who actually eat them are you and Laura.

(And on a vocabulary note, I always thought that they were "brussel sprouts", I didn't know they had that extra "s".)

Posted by Serene Chaos at 6:59:00 PM °°°

In my American Studies class we were having a discussion on the past titles of American Studies programs. For a while, they were called "American Civilizations". This lead to a discussion on "Civilization" and "savagery", and how one can't be mentioned without the other. Then the professor asked if we thought we were civilized or savage. No one said anything. He asked us to raise our hand if we thought we were savage. No one raised their hand. So he decided to call on someone. I sit in the front row (it helps me concentrate, I'm not a teacher's pet, I swear) and was an easy target.

Prof.: Do you think you're civilized?
Me: Yes?
Prof.: Why?
Me: I think I need to look at definitions of civilized and savage to really say...
Prof.: You don't have definitions right now.
Me.: Oh, okay... I'm not sure.
Prof.: Because you could be savage. Your hair is down and hanging around your face like someone who is savage.
Me: Yes. Hmm.
Prof.: Okay. [To the class] Who thinks she is civilized?

One person raises his hand. One.

I am civilized to one person on my class of 25.

Yes, it was only the 2nd day of class, so people weren't all participatory yet, but still. I found it very amusing. One person raised his hand to say that I might be civilized.

As we were leaving class, the professor reassured me that I really am civilized and he was just doing whatever he was doing, which I knew. I found it funny though.

Posted by Serene Chaos at 3:41:00 PM °°°

Monday, August 29, 2005

Diet Coke Cherry cans look strikingly similar to Diet Coke (regular) cans. This is unfortunate. Diet Coke Cherry tastes like Dr. Pepper. And Dr. Pepper tastes like lighter fluid, or gasoline, or something else that people always compare a gross-tasting substance to, although they have never actually tasted lighter fluid or gasoline.

Posted by Serene Chaos at 1:02:00 PM °°°