Shirley Qi’s cheat sheets for EE115A.
Bulletin board in Bunche Hall, UCLA
Fuck, feeling burnt out.
One more week of classes.
Two weeks until finals.
Of course, the professors are jamming their lectures with masses of new information.
Don’t feel like taking any of these finals.
Also, just found out that I have to take these ridiculous GEs I was trying to get out of. I petitioned to substitute these very topic-similar upper division classes I’d already taken for these basic, lower division classes and they refused. I really don’t see the academic logic. If I’ve taken the more advanced versions of the classes they want me to take and I received A’s in those classes, doesn’t that give weight to the argument to use them as replacements?
Instead, I’ll have to take what I’ve hear are high school-level GEs in these subjects. I think it’s an illogical waste.
I’m having a hard time letting go of the resentment.
Crap, I feel “under it” today. Was given a bunch of new information in all three of my classes recently and I do not have any of it under my belt yet. Finals are soon, so I’m not comfortable with this “landslide” feeling.
No more SAT words or long essays: The new SAT is here, and it looks pretty different. Almost a year after first announcing the SAT would face a major redesign, College Board President David Coleman released new information this afternoon on how the exam is going to change.
The College Board says it is emphasizing “delivering opportunity” to all students and making the SAT more reflective of high school academics. “It is time to admit that the SAT and ACT have become disconnected from the work of our high schools,” Coleman said in a press conference. He also said he hoped the changes would remove the “sense of mystery and dismantle the advantages that people perceive in using costly test preparation.”
Here are some of the key changes, which will go into effect in 2016.
Read more. [Image: naraekim0801/Flickr]
Great. I took this just in time. Not.
So one of my friends is putting together an event for one of her groups at UCLA. A “Slosh-cial”. One potential result for the attendees is to pass out (aka: get “slosh-bucketed”) and to find this work of art on themselves when they come-to.
My man, pots & pans! Dude ended his Oscar speech with this line, minus the “L-I-V-I-N”.
When Matthew McConaughey started talking at the Oscars about the extraordinary opportunities God has brought him, it reminded me of the extraordinary opportunities He’s brought me in tech and the gaining my degree in at UCLA.
It’s strange for me to watch things like the Academy Awards/Emmy Awards/Spirit Awards/you-name-it-talk-show/etc and not feel odd that I’m not involved (almost at all) as an actor anymore. Entertainment was my home and family from ages 16~44, so it feels strange to jettison myself out of it to carve a new path to its future. I know I’m doing the right thing, at least the right thing for me, because I don’t jump at acting opportunities, but some tech commercial (and I HATE commercials) that shows the extraordinary tech applications for humankind can give me goosebumps.
In fact, the other day I was presented with an acting opportunity that had a schedule that would have been extremely difficult to manage with school and I didn’t think twice about wishing it was only a one-day job that would qualify me for SAG health insurance and nothing more. This was an opportunity that most people (myself included, a few years ago) would think is a must-take situation, but it didn’t resonate with me. I suppose it should have, but it just didn’t.
Anyway, sometimes, I feel isolated from the Entertainment family/lifestyle/work that was my home for so long and from that work that comes so easily to me, but I have to remind myself that I was kicked onto a different road not too long ago that that road has the potential to yield extraordinary results. Extraordinary results. And there’s nothing else I can do because I understand where everything is going and all I have to do is be patient enough to meet enough key people who’ve also gotten the memo and then see magnificent things coalesce. Even if that never happens, I don’t know how I could have my eyes on anything else but that possibility.
Things are going well. Finished the second round of midterms. Just got my ANTHRO7 midterm2 score, though, and it’s a lot lower than I’d expected it to be. Can’t wait to see what the hell I screwed up on there. I honestly don’t know what it could be.
My computer science class is hard (CS35L), but much easier than I thought it would be, based on my friends’ past reactions to the class.
It’s also nice to see different subjects dovetail into each other. The work I did in quantum mechanics informed the work I did in astronomy; the work I did in calculus informed my work in econ; the work I did in sociology informed the work I’m doing in anthropology, etc.
OK, now that I have some distance from the experience with Sour Girl, I can tell you about it. A few quarters ago, I told you that there was this girl in my class whom I’d dubbed “Sour Girl”. To be classy, I didn’t want to tell you about the situation I’d had with her until that class in the past. The statute of limitations has expired.
In that class, I always happened to sit somewhere near this girl who always had a bitter look on her face. It’s fairly unusual to have that look at UCLA as few of these 19/20 year olds have encountered the kind of necessary dissapointment in life to acquire that kind of look yet. Anyway, she had it. I tried to look past her facial expression and be as nice as I could to her. I was “rewarded” in spades.
At one point we were split into groups to look at a particular case and develop arguments for and against it, then orally deliver it to the rest of the class. The practice in this class (with written or oral projects) was to present clear definitions of particular terms used before the argument was presented and supported, so I suggested that we explain a couple of terms at the head of the presentation. Sour Girl turns to me and asks, “Don’t you already know what those mean?” I thought, “Are you fucking kidding? Are you really trying to take a fucking swipe at me right now and implying that I don’t know what these terms mean?” Outloud, I said, “Yeah, but shouldn’t we include these in the presentation?” She turned in her seat and put her back to me. Jesus. The others in the group bent with the wind and, taking the clues from her breeze, one of the other students in the group came up with the next gem. I suggested a couple of counter-arguments to the position we were taking, in order to take down expected criticisms to it. This guy stares at me blankly, waits a beat, then says, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” Really? Was that complicated?
Anyway, I sit back and let the organization of the presentation continue. The three other groups are set to go before us. ALL THREE groups include definitions in their presentations. ALL THREE groups include counter-arguments to their position. Nice vindication. We get up and present our incomplete position. Luckily, I was last in the group to speak about one of the points and managed to stick in a couple of counter arguments and refute them.
I wanted to smash Sour Girl’s face in.
I saw her not too long ago on the stairs in one of the buildings. She hadn’t seen me, so I was able to walk past without a “Sour Face Blast”.
EDIT: I have to say, I’ve never encountered this in any class at UCLA before or after this day. I’ve made some really great friends in my classes. It was really a one-off. I blame Sour Girl completely.