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potato_headToday was like, the LEAST FUN ADVENTURE DAY EVER.
First in business calc the professor jumped right into natural logs. Without teaching logarithms first. Apparently he felt it was precalc material, but a lot of the class hadn't learned it, and being this is our last day, he saw me scrambling to teach my half of the room logarithmic functions whenever he gave us time to work in groups, but did not stop to, you know, teach it himself, or realize that perhaps it isn't essential that he include this on the exam.
So basically I taught whatever students I could get around me logarithms, the concept of the number e (which he also didn't address), and then how to take the derivative of natural logs since we missed that while I was catching them up to what he was teaching at the beginning of class. Everybody else in the class is...on their own I guess, I honestly wish I could have helped them all but he didn't seem like he would hand the class over to me like my math teachers in high school did, and I just don't have time between now and the final to set up a study group.
So that was very frustrating. It, honestly, upsets the hell out of me when I see other students struggling because of lackluster teaching in the current or a past class. Which is why I end up tutoring a lot of the other students in the classes I'm in for free...
Anyways, then we had a wind storm! Like all day! 30+MPH winds. And I had to walk across campus through it. And then the professor I'm going to China with (Professor Wu) changed his mind about when we had to turn in the photos to go with our visa applications tomorrow, because he wants to turn them in with another group's applications. When before he said we had until next week. So I had to run down to CVS - I mean literally, since getting my car from where it's parked on campus would have taken too long compared to running there - THROUGH THE WINDSTORM. And then, because she's awesome, one of the other members of our group said I could just give it to her and she'd bring it to him, so I went back to my dorm room to put my photo with my application and then drove my car to her dorm so I could give it to her and it took me FOREVER to find out how to drive there because you'd think you'd be able to drive across campus, right? But the train station goes straight through the center of it and you have to go out into the town.
And then when I was driving home I got lost. Like. A town away from ours. Because I got off an exit early on purpose and then another exit early by accident, and was lost in the dark in some town I've never driven in before. BUT I FOUND MY WAY BACK. After ignoring my GPS for awhile despite its best efforts to get me home. I apologized to it later.
Anyways I'm home now and showered and dry (do you have any idea how wet rainy windstorms are?) and eating a chocolate bunny. And Tripper and I were so excited to see each other :D although he is now eyeing my chocolate bunny in a worrying manner. I'll have to be sure to keep it away from him.
ETA: AHSAHFLJKSAGLDSS HE GOT IT. >:{ But, it was low-quality milk chocolate, and only about a fourth of the bunny left, not anywhere near enough to hurt a dog his size in good health. Mostly I'm just upset that he got it, at him and myself for letting him.
I was out of the room for like, five seconds, and he slobbered his way up onto the table (I mean he left a LITERAL TRAIL OF SLOBBER.) And grabbed it and took it into the dining room, where he takes everything he steals (it was even one of the locations on my easter egg hunt, lololol; clue: 'If Tripper shouldn't have it, it's probably here.') I heard him chewing something in there, but didn't think it was the chocolate, because I thought mom was sitting in the living room so he wouldn't have taken it. I still went to check it out, but I couldn't see any traces left of whatever he ate, so I told him he should go to bed and stop causing trouble. He...went in his cage instead. That's pretty much when I realized he must have got the chocolate, because he doesn't usually go in his cage just for stealing food, but we had made it pretty clear to him that he wasn't allowed to have that chocolate.
NAUGHTY but at the same time when he puts himself in his cage it's so cuuuuute.
First in business calc the professor jumped right into natural logs. Without teaching logarithms first. Apparently he felt it was precalc material, but a lot of the class hadn't learned it, and being this is our last day, he saw me scrambling to teach my half of the room logarithmic functions whenever he gave us time to work in groups, but did not stop to, you know, teach it himself, or realize that perhaps it isn't essential that he include this on the exam.
So basically I taught whatever students I could get around me logarithms, the concept of the number e (which he also didn't address), and then how to take the derivative of natural logs since we missed that while I was catching them up to what he was teaching at the beginning of class. Everybody else in the class is...on their own I guess, I honestly wish I could have helped them all but he didn't seem like he would hand the class over to me like my math teachers in high school did, and I just don't have time between now and the final to set up a study group.
So that was very frustrating. It, honestly, upsets the hell out of me when I see other students struggling because of lackluster teaching in the current or a past class. Which is why I end up tutoring a lot of the other students in the classes I'm in for free...
Anyways, then we had a wind storm! Like all day! 30+MPH winds. And I had to walk across campus through it. And then the professor I'm going to China with (Professor Wu) changed his mind about when we had to turn in the photos to go with our visa applications tomorrow, because he wants to turn them in with another group's applications. When before he said we had until next week. So I had to run down to CVS - I mean literally, since getting my car from where it's parked on campus would have taken too long compared to running there - THROUGH THE WINDSTORM. And then, because she's awesome, one of the other members of our group said I could just give it to her and she'd bring it to him, so I went back to my dorm room to put my photo with my application and then drove my car to her dorm so I could give it to her and it took me FOREVER to find out how to drive there because you'd think you'd be able to drive across campus, right? But the train station goes straight through the center of it and you have to go out into the town.
And then when I was driving home I got lost. Like. A town away from ours. Because I got off an exit early on purpose and then another exit early by accident, and was lost in the dark in some town I've never driven in before. BUT I FOUND MY WAY BACK. After ignoring my GPS for awhile despite its best efforts to get me home. I apologized to it later.
Anyways I'm home now and showered and dry (do you have any idea how wet rainy windstorms are?) and eating a chocolate bunny. And Tripper and I were so excited to see each other :D although he is now eyeing my chocolate bunny in a worrying manner. I'll have to be sure to keep it away from him.
ETA: AHSAHFLJKSAGLDSS HE GOT IT. >:{ But, it was low-quality milk chocolate, and only about a fourth of the bunny left, not anywhere near enough to hurt a dog his size in good health. Mostly I'm just upset that he got it, at him and myself for letting him.
I was out of the room for like, five seconds, and he slobbered his way up onto the table (I mean he left a LITERAL TRAIL OF SLOBBER.) And grabbed it and took it into the dining room, where he takes everything he steals (it was even one of the locations on my easter egg hunt, lololol; clue: 'If Tripper shouldn't have it, it's probably here.') I heard him chewing something in there, but didn't think it was the chocolate, because I thought mom was sitting in the living room so he wouldn't have taken it. I still went to check it out, but I couldn't see any traces left of whatever he ate, so I told him he should go to bed and stop causing trouble. He...went in his cage instead. That's pretty much when I realized he must have got the chocolate, because he doesn't usually go in his cage just for stealing food, but we had made it pretty clear to him that he wasn't allowed to have that chocolate.
NAUGHTY but at the same time when he puts himself in his cage it's so cuuuuute.
