Tuesday, January 08, 2002 :::
back in class; first impressions:
i attribute the follwing extended metaphor to my friend adrian.
is your class girlfriend material? class? girlfriend? eh? how does that work? well, the person you want as a girlfriend isn't going to put out on the first date, right? neither does a girlfriend material class. you know how it goes. take it kind of easy, nice and slow. formalities. introductions. whatnot. so what's a girlfriend material class? it's the class where the professor hands out the syllabus, talks about him/herself, grading scheme, midterms, homework, final, etc. and then maybe at the end of class you'll get a peck on the cheek: the prof will start lecturing, but nothing too indepth.
so if she isn't girlfriend, what is she? two possibilities follow. the first is the whore. the slut. ms hester prynne herself. the prof forgets the syllabus, tells you to get it online. he barely remembers to introduce himself and the ta's. five minutes after class starts, the prof is lecturing hardcore. yea, this class is a bitch. and the other possibility? it's the "let's just be friends class." these are kind of infrequent. it may start out as girlfriend material class, but no. he material is too simple. not hard enough. easy. you don't really have to show up to class or do homework. examples: spanish 4,5.
my classes:
EE10, circuits: taught by prof Katz, a white woman in her mid 40s? she seems nice enough. not a push over. won't be a super hard class either. this class seems interesting. first impression: girlfriend material, definitely.
Math 33B: taught by prof Harding, an older white man. messy hair. pot belly. glasses. he seems to almost get giddy when he makes a sly remark about math. what he wants us to do: memorize EVERY definition and derivation that he goes over in class. man, this class is a real whore.
EEM16, logic and digital systems: taught by Harding, speaks english. tho he has an annyong habit as he lectures. he'll be talking, we'll be following along. it's not exactly the easiest of subjects, so i'm just about grasping it. then he'll say something completely and utterly fasle, followed by a "right?" just to make sure we're paying attention. for example: "This one is a sequential system, RIGHT?" well, lemme think. i just learned what a sequential system is. i need time to think. my gut is to say wrong. not quite positive yet. but before i can answer with positive-ness, he has already corrected himself and moved on. he also likes to say "yes? no?" real quickly. so this class, yea, a whore.
Ethno 120B, development of jazz: taught by Gerald Wilson. oh my gosh. this class ROCKS so much! you don't understand. i had the biggest grin on my face for the first hour after he started to lecture (2 hour class). this guy arranged for duke ellington, ella fitzgerald, ray charles, nancy wilson...holy crap. this is the first time i've actually been in awe of one of my professors... he's hilarious too. so he brought this small suitcase into class: one of those carry-on types. he opens it, flips the top up. oh, it has a bunch of cd's in it. "on this first day of class, i'm going to let you know a little about myself. these are my cd's." not "my" as in he owns them, but "my" as in he performs on them. he spend the day telling us about the peole he's worked with. funny little stories. etc. awesome. man. i'm gonna love this class. ucla peeps, take it. and my rating: most likely "just friends," but because i'm gonna like it so much, she gets girlfriend status.
so my plan: come back at the end of the quarter and see what i wrote and compare to how the classes went. inDEED. goooood. goooood.
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