So it is now semester number 2 here at Wazzu.
This means several things, mainly changes: some good, others rather unpleasant.
The classes in which I was enrolled for semester number one where relatively simple. I coasted through most of them without any real issue, and managed to have a decent lineup of professors as well.
And now here we are, with a new group of highly trained professionals being paid to transfer their immense amounts of knowledge into our little heads.
My new GenEd teacher made an impression much like this:
Replace the word "tool" with "bitch," and you get the idea.
Honestly, I can't think of anyone who I ever lost respect for faster than the professor I'm talking about.
She is relatively young, and seemed to have that "Well, I'm a college professor so I know everythign there is to know. Bitch." kind of mentality to her.
She spent a sold few minutes explaining how not like high school college is, and that we need to grow up and blah blah blah. Then she transitioned to explaining just how difficult her class would be, providing examples of ridiculous reading assignments and tests.
Following this, she explained that this class will have a seating chart.
That was pretty much the nail in the coffin for dropping that course and enrolling in a different section.
She concluded the lecture half an hour early due to the fact that she felt sick.
In my opinion, you really shouldn't have to spend an extended period of time lecturing about how difficult your class will be. Sure, if you enroll in a new course covering material you have never had the ability to learn about, it would be nice to know that it will be a challenge. However, in a class like GenEd 111 (or Human Civilizations 1500-Present) I really don't see it neccesary. Moving on, correct me if I'm wrong but most high school classes have the curse of seating charts. This was the first (and so far only) college course I've been enrolled in that involved a specific place for us to sit.
I guess its all pretty irrelevant now that I'm in a different class.
My new favorite class you ask?
Psychology 230, better known around here as the Dirty 230. Why?
Because Psych 230 is Human Sexuality Studies.
I didn't actually know this until after I enrolled in the class. I only had 4 classes, wanted a fifth, and armed with the knowledge that I rather enjoyed my Psych 105 course, I saw an open space in the 230 and went for it.
I've only had the class twice so far, but there have already been a wealth of rather entertaining moments, my favorite of which is as follows:
Its day 1, and the teacher is asking us broad questions concerning sexuality. She poses the question, "What is your favorite slang term for sex?"
People yell out a battery of random and entertaining adjectives for the act, until someone straight up yells out "FUCKING!" and the class paused to laugh for a few moments.
So yea. New classes, some enjoyable, some probably not at all, but change is cool I guess.
One of the other major things on my mind has been where the hell I'm gonna live next year.
For the most part, its been relatively easy so far. I found a group of guys that I think I can share a living space with without having the desire to incinerate things, and we even lined up a pretty nice place not too far from campus.
The issue with nice places is that a lot of other people seem to want them too.
So we did what any sane college student would do, and waited outside the office that owns the property all night long. As in outside, when it was about 19 degrees before the wind chill factors in.
Luckily we split it into 4 shifts, meaning we only had to be out there for about 2.5 hours each. Our first guy got there at 10pm, and we were actually something like 10th in line. Luckily the place we wanted wasn't quite high enough in demand that it was taken by 8am when I was there to reserve our place
But then, as always, things didn't go at all according to plan
The place we wanted is located on a street with about 4 other places just like it. Four bedroom/2bathroom townhouse/duplexes. Due to the fact that they are all the same, we simply chose the one closest to campus that we thought we saw.
So at 8am when I was talking to the person at the office about which property we wanted to lease for the year, I went a little batty when she was confused at the fact that we only had 4 applications instead of five.
The person I was speaking to was the same individual who showed us the places in the first place, so I thought her question was a bit strange. She proceeded to inform me that the place I wanted to reserve was actually a five person house, not four like she originally stated in a rather explicit manner. While the place she showed us did have 5 rooms, the fifth room was obviously not a bedroom, (which she clearly stated) and is not legally a habitable living space either. But, it was 8am, I had been up since 5 (after falling asleep at 2) and I didn't want to deal with a whole lot of BS at the time.
A few hours ago we figured out that we had been shown the left half of all the duplexes, as opposed to the right side. The only difference is that the right is a bit larger, (mainly in the aforementioned fifth room) and the last room actually has a window, meaning they can legally charge rent for it.
So yea, all we have to do is find a 5th guy to commit to live with us.
Which should be no problem as we are all so friggin awesome.
