Yes its been a while since my last post. Let me recap what has happened. On Wednesday I found out that I get to tutor a new person in calculus. If you don't remember from before, I was a tutor for someone in calculus, but after the first test they took after me helping them they failed and withdrew from the course. Well, apparently my professor knew it wasn't my fault, it wasn't, and gave me a new person. Hopefully this will go better. We have a test next Wednesday, so we'll see if it happens again. I hope this isn't a curse.

Oh, I almost fogot about this. On Tuesday our Economics professor went completely psycho. He started off class by drawing a demand curve on the board and asked this guy in the front row what it was. A little background here, the guy he called on has been, i guess you could say, the class clown. He always blurts out completely unrelated stuff in the middle of class and plays devil's advocate with the prof just because. Well ... because I think he just likes to make a fool out of himself. Tuesday was not the day to do that. "What is that I just drew?" demands Prof. Mirman. (Oh and by the way, we've been doing demand curves for who knows how long by now. Sorry to interrupt again.) Anyway he answers his question something to the effect of, "Looks like a few lines on the blackboard to me," with a smug grin on his face. The prof looks up, almost stunned that he was given this answer in front of a 120 person lecture. "You!" he yells out pointing at some random person in the front. "What is that?" "It, umm ... um, looks like a demand curve." "That's because it is a demand curve," the prof replies in a slightly sarcastic tone. "Tell me!" pointing to another person about halfway up the column of seats. "Tell me what a demand curve is." "Umm" Ten seconds pass. The prof points at another student "What is a demand curve?" "Ummm" Five seconds pass. "You! You! You!" each time pointing to someone else. "WHAT IS A DEMAND CURVE!" Repeating it over and over without giving anyone a chance to respond. Then he just throws his arms his and starts ranting. "Why do you come to class? I don't get it. We've been doing demand curves for two months and not-a-one of you can answer me! If one of you can tell me the answer you can all leave right now!" There is a brief silence and then that guy in the front starts to speak. "If we don't answer can we still leave?" That was it. He flipped. "Of course you can leave, you can leave whenever you want! You don't even have to come to this shit of a class! You come because you want to learn not to waste my time!" He turns around and hurls a piece of chalk at the board. It shatters into a fireworks of pieces and a small cloud of chalk dust as it strikes the board with a resounding and echoing *crack*. "JUST ... GO HOME! JUST ... GO F***ING HOME!" And he storms out of the class and slams the door behind him. We all are frozen solid. The same thought was going through everyone's head, "What just happened here?" We sat in silence for a minute or so before a slow trickle of people start to leave. I stayed for about 15 mintues just to see if he would come back. He didn't. So I was talking with the 6 other people that decided to stay late to see if he was coming back. We decided to write up on the board what a demand curve was and everything about them. Thinking he maybe might come back and realize that not everyone in his class is an absolute moron. Don't know if he saw it. Then next class on Thursday he comes in like nothing happened. Doesn't mention it, doesn't alude to it. Nothing. I've heard rumors from upperclassmen that this guy has been known to come to class drunk sometimes. I think that must have been the case.

And in completely unrelated news I found out that on the last week of finals the theater here is playing the Princess Bride! I've always wanted to see that on the big screen. It is such a good movie if you haven't seen it. I'm excited.

Also, I am writing this entry from home. Not my college home, but my real home. There's just something about home that is good. Anyway, I got back Thursday afternoon. I know what you're thinking. "If he came back on a Thursday that must mean he doesn't have Friday classes. I hate you." Not true, I do have Friday classes. But then you're thinking, "but how could you go to them if you're at home?" My answer is, I'm not. "That means you're skipping your classes." Yes, it does. Physics, calculus, and computer science. Haha. Let's face it, no one goes to physics anyway and they still get A's so what's one class going to do, I'm ahead in math, I'm tutor for goodness sakes, and computer science ... well ... I won't touch that one. Anyway I think of it like those Mastercard commercials, "Going to physics -- 1 hour, calculus -- 1 hour, computer science -- 1 1/2 hours, sleeping in to 2:00 in the afternoon in your own bed while your classmates are at school -- priceless." Its not that I don't like school, I really do. Its just nice to get away for a little bit to rejuvenate.

I guess that wraps up this week. Man that was a long post. Maybe I should just return to posting everyday and avoid the essay. Not just for my sake, but so you don't have to read such a monstrosity. You have my respect for making it this far.

Later

ha, we just put on
the princess bride... i am inigo montoya. you killed my father. prepare to die!
» ikimashokie on 2004-04-10 02:31:26

really?
inconceivable!
» finallyfoundareasonnow on 2004-04-10 11:15:28

Lol
The Sicillian reminds me of Weber.
» EngelGenannt on 2004-04-10 12:49:14

...
::smacks twyla:: =.=
» ikimashokie on 2004-04-10 02:00:00

im sure scott and chris remember,
Like, OMG weber, you look like that guy in the princess bride! *teehee* OMG! we should watch it! :O whats nu, mr weber?! >.< ugh.
» ikimashokie on 2004-04-10 02:00:41

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