Monday, October 09, 2006

Skirts and Flip-flops

Recently it has been feeling more and more like Fall in the mornings. Just today we had a thick layer of fog obscuring everything (making the drive to school very interesting), and I was still a little cold in my fleece jacket. I saw this girl walking to her class on my way to the computer lab wearing a short skirt and flip-flops. She must have been freezing, but she just kept walking like nothing was wrong. My guess is she had to keep moving so her legs wouldn't freeze off! Some people simply can't let go of the summer, especially since we actually had a summer this year. Usually our summers are less than a month long, and as soon as Fall hits, we have cold rain and lots of fog. I think we're in for a very odd winter this year.

Himself and I gave each other our early anniversary gifts (we usually do this. We get something early, then the 'main' gift on our anniversary). I gave him X3, and he gave me The Little Mermaid! Last night we watched X3 and talked about the probability of a fourth one being made. We both think that even though the director and producers were saying that this is the last X-Men movie, they're going to make another. They left it way too open, and there are still villains to introduce. Hell, 5 Superman movies, 4 Batman movies, and 2 Spiderman movies (a third one is being made now) have been made with no end in sight!

We had to do presentations in math class today. Actually we have to sign up for a time, and in a moment of utter stupidity, the Most Boring Math Teacher Ever passed the sign-up sheet around the class instead of tacking it up on the board for people, so most of one side of the class didn't even get the option to sign up for this round. Since we do this for a review for the tests we have in class, the problems that we present are going to get harder. Some of the students were so poor at explaining their problem they might as well have just written the problem on the board and sat back down (wait, some of them did!) One guy was under the brief impression that 13+20=23. Umm, last I checked 13+20=33. Just a little off, but not too bad. There was another student that wrote so small I had to squint to see what he wrote (to make matters harder, he used the green dry-erase marker that was dying, so it was really light, too), and I'm in the second row of the classroom! I guess Most Boring Math Teacher Ever isn't all that bad, but I really want to liven class up with a cricket noise box. Shouldn't be that hard to find!

More later, I have some film to develop before I go to work.

M

3 Comments:

Blogger groovyoldlady said...

Aaaah...senior year of high school: math analysis class with "Radical Ransom" the random teacher of imaginary mathematics. I FINALLY had one problem - two pages long - that I had been able to solve without conferring with anyone else. When he asked for volunteers to dpresent the solution on the board, I raced to the front of the room. I wrote nd wrote and wrote. I beamed and beamed and beamed; I was SO proud of myself!

He watched me with this cute little smirk on his cute little face and didn't say a word until I had finished and turned triumphantly to face the class. Then he proceeded to demonstrate that I had made a mistake in step #3 and had been sent off on an irrelevant tangent that resulted in a crash ending and the inevitable wrong answer.

"But," I protested, near tears, "My answer is the same as the one in the back of the book!"

"Ah yes," he replied, "But for this chapter, the answers in the back of your book are all misnumbered. You got the right answer to the wrong problem!"

I hate math.

3:10 PM  
Blogger Karen said...

oh...oh...maaaaaaan. I think I would have spit nails. Smirking makes me want to stomp toes.

10:03 AM  
Blogger Morrigan Le Fey said...

I think I would have strangled someone. Probably the person who misnumbered the answers in the first place!

I'm with you on the whole hating math part. I didn't hate math so much when I had Norse God math teacher, but now that I have The Most Boring Math Teacher Ever, math and I no longer get along.

9:32 AM  

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