When I came here, I thought it was a blessing. Animals, fellows nerds, a chance to see what it's like living on my own...
First semester, I got the roomate from hell. I've already told you about her, so I won't waste your time with that. However, the classes weren't bad. My Chem 113 teacher knew what she was doing, my CS teacher knew about Trogdor the Burninator, Half-Life, Mr. T, Penny Arcade, and all sorts of cool stuff that kept me interested.
On my way home from the week before Spring Break I told my mother I absolutely don't want to come back next semester. Why? The classes are garbage and the teachers are beyond imcompetent.
Art Class. I dropped it because is was bogus. I went in there to work on drawing, not copy-paint an ugly adobe house on a postcard.
CS 122. I dropped it because the teacher's accent was so thick I couldn't understand a word he was saying. He also stood in the way of his presentation. I tried sitting on the other side of the lecture hall, and found on that side he was in the way of it already impossible to red scribbles on the whiteboard. And from what I hear, the man expects the class to somehow know JAVA without him teaching it. So, it was either drop the class, or get an F because the teacher's a total loser.
Chem 121. I switched to it when I dropped Art. Our homework is all multiple choice and done online, and when we get it back (six weeks after the test), all we get back is a number. We don't even get back something that says what we got wrong. We don't get an answer sheet, or even an explanation as to what we messed up on. Sure the homework is 10% of our grade, but if we don't know what we're doing on the homework, how the hell are we supposed to know what we're doing on the damn test?
Chem 121 Lab. The TA also has a heavy Indian accent, and she doesn't talk anywhere near loud enough.
College Trigonometry. I guess after Japanese, this class is going the smoothest. But just before Spring Break, rather than going over examples of Trig Identity work, she just gave us a few equations and let us out early, as an "Early Spring Break Present". Well, that's just great for those of us want to know what the hell we do with those equations.
I ran into a friend in the restroom a couple nights ago, and we talked about our Tech experiences. She said everyone was getting boned here, and the only person she knew who was staying didn't want to, but had to because this is only one of two schools (although she didn't specify "in the entire country" or "in this area of the country") that teaches Explosives Engineering and her parents didn't approve of the other. And she said something that I didn't think of when it came to wording what this school is like; "We're paying these people to teach ourselves." Right on, sister. Seriously, I was getting a better education in HIGH SCHOOL.
I'm going to TVI next semester. Not only is it not 80 miles from my cats and video games, but I picked up a catalog from them and the classes are incredible. They have a wider variety of art classes and Video Game Design Theory
. And my mom did a little bit of research and said she could only find class Instructors with English names.
Where are these lemmings going? The
Super Nintendo Super Shire! Hop in line and follow them there!