Just Five More Minutes

IMG00499-20110220-0010Napping…….. I love napping. In kindergarten everyone hated naps because what if they missed out on something important. Like Johnny sticking a jelly bean up his nose. But now they are the best thing in the world besides puppies and chocolate of course. I never used to take naps in high school because I was too busy. Seven full hours of school, get home eat a healthy snack to tie me over until dinner, go to work for a few hours, get back to the house to do a few hours of homework, and then right to bed. That was my daily schedule. There was no time for napping.

Then college happened. I don’t know how I ever made it in high school going seven hours a day when now I’m only going 3 to 4 hours. I get home and instantly go straight for the pillows. Obviously college is more hectic as far as information being absorbed in your brain goes but you wouldn’t think I would need a nap everyday. And by nap, I mean 2 hour long naps.

Now, I don’t know when the term napping actually turns into sleeping. Is there a point of after 3 hours you are sleeping or maybe over 4? I’m not sure. Recently, at work we had an argument on how long it takes before you go into REM sleep to be considered sleeping rather than napping. I personally think that if you are tired enough the brain will switch to REM no matter how long you have been asleep for. I only say this because I can have a dream within a 20 minute nap period. Others were saying that isn’t true and 4 hours is the allotted amount of time for it to be considered sleep. So when does napping actually become napping? I could do some research on the matter but I am too tired to go look it up. So I’m going to go take a nap now. Let me know what you guys think.






I Heard You The First Time

The worst thing about school……. teachers who go on and on but yet never get to the point. I have had a few of those over the last few years. I realize this continuous ranting and raving about the same topic teaches me nothing. The reason why….. because I stop listening after the first few minutes. I have heard to learn and memorize an idea or concept you have to hear, see, or experience it at least 8 times. But not during the same lecture!

I understand that repeating it a second time gives students time to really understand the material being discussed. But when it appears three, four, or even five more times I just get angry. It’s like ‘Hello, I get it. Move on now’. For people who don’t understand they can go to open office hours….. don’t punish the people who are ready to move on to the next topic. I can see or hear the other 6 times when I am studying for the final.

I know I shouldn’t complain about this because I am not a teacher but there’s a point when you need to stop catering to the one or two people and do what’s best for the class. This brings up another idea that I have had for a while. The institute/university should have the professors, who are mostly their doing research anyways, have to take a public communication course before teaching.

Most of the time professors are only teaching because the school allows them to do their research on campus giving them the equipment and people they need to complete the project. With that though, some have no teaching experience and go in blind. This results in bad grades and very frustrated students. There are some of those teachers that think that just because they understand these outrageous concepts that the students will too. This is not the case, in fact, mostly students are only taking the course because their major requires it or it is a core class. These teachers need to be able to get done to the students level and see it from their eyes.

Also there are the professors who fail everyone. They won’t curve the test though because it’s not their fault the students didn’t get it. Those teachers need to be fired because that is not the point of teaching.

Lastly, the reason why I bring up the communication/speaking course is because presenting the information is the most important part in teaching. My freshman year I had a teacher who would end almost all her with ‘right?’. “So the amino acid goes here, right?” “So water is polar,right?” These sentences also started with ‘so’ because she liked to add that at the being of every sentence as well. I got so distracted by this, I started tallying every time she would say the words. One time I got 90 right’s and 56 so’s. I thought that was a lot until this past semester.

I took a 400 level virology class this past fall and boy did the teacher like to say ‘um’. In one class period I counted 365 marks on my paper and that was after I started 10 minutes in. The next day I counted 465. Exactly 100 tallies more than the day before. This means she was saying ‘um’ on average 9.2 times a minute! Not only did it make her sound like she was dumb and didn’t know the material I stopped taking notes altogether and just tallied. Because that was way more interesting than what she was saying.

So my conclusion to this rant is I should probably stop tallying and write notes.


No One Ever Told Me I Would Be This Poor

Poor…… I used to laugh at the thought of poor college students thinking that would never be me. Instead, I sit here hoping that the negative balance in my account will magically turn positive in the next few days. Even a few dollars would help the fact that I could get some food in the fridge. I can’t even afford a pack of ramen.

Looking back, I was an idiot for thinking I was exempt to this idea that now is reality. But back then, I didn’t have to worry. I have had a job since the age of 8…. yes 8! I put myself to work during the summers selling lemonade on our busy street corner. I used my innocence to create revenue. I was raking in the dough. Almost 200 dollars a day. Business even picked up when the local news did a story on the girl who could sell pitchers of lemonade to people at the drop of the hat.

Once I was too old, I started working at our family candy shop. To a kid this is the best job in the world…. for a while that is. Then it becomes overwhelming too the point of just hearing about candy makes you cry. Even then I forced myself to keep earning money and stashing it away for when the opportunity was right.

After working at a vet clinic, for five years, I was ready to start college. 22,000 is what I had saved and that is what I had been saving it for. Somehow college managed to wipe my pockets clean. For something that took me 11 years to save had been wiped out in less than 2.

2 whole years and everything my life revolved around was gone. And now I sit here refreshing my account web page in hopes that maybe tomorrow I might actually get to go to the store to buy some ramen. It’s still negative.