Ladies and gentlemen of the audience, be you either side of 3 years old, which would explain the quality of comments on youtube, I have NO IDEA what this is going to be about, so hang with me while I think of something and we'll go from there. Today was a generic boring day of DOOOM and College, although going to Jam's house was quite nice, as many random jokes were had, and there were even some survivors. Computing is now spelled "badger" as all that Steve does is bug us for our projects, and while he claims to be teaching us about databases next lesson (boring and old'd D:), I'm willing to bet even THAT will be a case of "open book to page [n], read in silence, bask in my glory as lord of all bits". A standard "teaching" lesson, in other words. Also I'm glad that my good friend Hanny is feeling better, and that tomorrow I may even get some WORK (personal project ;D) done, which is somewhere up on the unlikely scale between flying pigs and swine flu ending the world. This has to be a remarkably low-quality post, even by my standards, but hey, if you don't like it, all... *shrugs*... three of you, then you know where the door is. Well, I'd think you would. It's YOUR HOUSE.
EDIT: SHIT! POINTS!
Warp: +10
Jam: +15
Erin: +10
Sam: + 15
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
Friday, 18 September 2009
Gah, I keep forgetting about this, ah well, here we go!
Today hasn't been too bad, crowded buses both ways to College, didn't kill anyone important with my big-ass bag though so that's okay. Still gotta do a computing project, which involves finding a user, which is fairly hard when you're as quiet as I am. My cohort-in-arms passed his driving test today, which apparently was a bad move, as the smallest hike in insurance was by 50% This is apparently lessened if you're a woman, so maybe it'd just be cheaper to have a sex change?
Did my ankles in walking home today, gonna have to abuse my bus passes more again, which is a bit of a shame. I was quite liking the extra thinking time (I think better when I'm in motion) but I guess I'll have to live without. Gotta do Extended Project too... I'm thinking fractals may be a nice topic, but I'll have to turn it into a question and make sure there's enough in it to fill 5000 words. Also there's group project chance and frankly I wouldn't mind doing it with Jam.
Also, replaying Chrono Trigger is something that I recommend for everyone, especially as it involves playing it once before. The musical score is wonderful in it's own right, and is practically worth purchase on that merit alone. Delicious.
That'll do for now, if I can be bothered later on to update for today, then check back later. Now get off of my e-lawn!
Points
Warp: +25
Jam: +10
Today hasn't been too bad, crowded buses both ways to College, didn't kill anyone important with my big-ass bag though so that's okay. Still gotta do a computing project, which involves finding a user, which is fairly hard when you're as quiet as I am. My cohort-in-arms passed his driving test today, which apparently was a bad move, as the smallest hike in insurance was by 50% This is apparently lessened if you're a woman, so maybe it'd just be cheaper to have a sex change?
Did my ankles in walking home today, gonna have to abuse my bus passes more again, which is a bit of a shame. I was quite liking the extra thinking time (I think better when I'm in motion) but I guess I'll have to live without. Gotta do Extended Project too... I'm thinking fractals may be a nice topic, but I'll have to turn it into a question and make sure there's enough in it to fill 5000 words. Also there's group project chance and frankly I wouldn't mind doing it with Jam.
Also, replaying Chrono Trigger is something that I recommend for everyone, especially as it involves playing it once before. The musical score is wonderful in it's own right, and is practically worth purchase on that merit alone. Delicious.
That'll do for now, if I can be bothered later on to update for today, then check back later. Now get off of my e-lawn!
Points
Warp: +25
Jam: +10
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Sorry, feeling tired, so here's one I made earlier.
Tired, so have a "classic".
Seriously, when a teacher can put an entire class into a project for a topic that fills around 3 pages, where they learn about one part of the topic as a whole, they need to be sent back. 3 hours spent finding out about... wait for it... keyboards and mice is about as welcome as gangrene and less useful. Then you are told you're meant to tell the class in a presentation. Oh Joy. Now, public speaking is not my forte, but even if it was, what are the odds on me or anyone else in the room apart from the one who went through the teaching course having knowledge to get the information across. None, more or less. On top of this, what are the odds of people even listening? Thanks, Steve, you've put my chances of passing this exam in the hands of 12 people who aren't you or me, and you've done the same to every one else.
Just out of curiosity, why do they get paid for this? His net accomplishment for this session has been to sit and break every one's concentration, before yelling at people who are talking. Talking? In a boring lesson? MADNESS! Teachers like this clearly have no idea how to convey ideas and even less about how people work. How can you respect someone who can't even pretend to respect you? Simple answer: you can't.
This is why teachers should have to know a decent amount of Psychology first. If you understand how your students think, then you can help them learn more efficiently, and get things done faster. They say to teach is to learn twice, but that adage says nothing about the recipient of the 'wisdom'. I don’t generally make bets, but if I did, I’d say that about a quarter of the people in the room will ‘accidentally’ forget their work. So that’s a quarter of a topic down the metaphorical shitpipe, lost to the ether of lazy gits who don’t care about the lesson. Naturally, anyone with more than two brain cells to rub together would go over the missing topics. Oh wait. Once again, Steve sets the bar higher, and ploughs on to the next topic leaving us to make up how these things work. My version includes, but is not limited to, pixies and other such magics.
I wouldn’t like the idea of being psychoanalysed at all times, but if it meant that I managed to learn better, and became better as a result, I’d adjust. Most teachers that people like seem to have the same properties:
1. Must have a sense of humour.
Weirdly enough, this doesn’t have to be the same sense of humour as the class, so long at the guy or gal at the front doesn’t have a stick up their arse.
2. Must be capable of voicing own opinion, even if he has to teach something contrary.
If you ask someone a question, and you get a quote from the book in front of you, you’re not satisfied, and if you are, you didn’t care about the question anyway. I can’t respect a teacher who refuses to level with their students.
3. Must occasionally go on tangents to the topic.
I know it doesn’t seem to make much sense from reading it that a good teacher should sometimes teach things not on the lesson plan, but if it gets students interested in a subject, then it’s a necessary ‘evil’.
I’m fully aware that not all teachers are like my target of ranting, but when you find one of these specimens of the shallower end of the gene pool, and the law indicates that incompetence is still not a crime, you notice them all the more compared to the greater teachers in your day.
Seriously, when a teacher can put an entire class into a project for a topic that fills around 3 pages, where they learn about one part of the topic as a whole, they need to be sent back. 3 hours spent finding out about... wait for it... keyboards and mice is about as welcome as gangrene and less useful. Then you are told you're meant to tell the class in a presentation. Oh Joy. Now, public speaking is not my forte, but even if it was, what are the odds on me or anyone else in the room apart from the one who went through the teaching course having knowledge to get the information across. None, more or less. On top of this, what are the odds of people even listening? Thanks, Steve, you've put my chances of passing this exam in the hands of 12 people who aren't you or me, and you've done the same to every one else.
Just out of curiosity, why do they get paid for this? His net accomplishment for this session has been to sit and break every one's concentration, before yelling at people who are talking. Talking? In a boring lesson? MADNESS! Teachers like this clearly have no idea how to convey ideas and even less about how people work. How can you respect someone who can't even pretend to respect you? Simple answer: you can't.
This is why teachers should have to know a decent amount of Psychology first. If you understand how your students think, then you can help them learn more efficiently, and get things done faster. They say to teach is to learn twice, but that adage says nothing about the recipient of the 'wisdom'. I don’t generally make bets, but if I did, I’d say that about a quarter of the people in the room will ‘accidentally’ forget their work. So that’s a quarter of a topic down the metaphorical shitpipe, lost to the ether of lazy gits who don’t care about the lesson. Naturally, anyone with more than two brain cells to rub together would go over the missing topics. Oh wait. Once again, Steve sets the bar higher, and ploughs on to the next topic leaving us to make up how these things work. My version includes, but is not limited to, pixies and other such magics.
I wouldn’t like the idea of being psychoanalysed at all times, but if it meant that I managed to learn better, and became better as a result, I’d adjust. Most teachers that people like seem to have the same properties:
1. Must have a sense of humour.
Weirdly enough, this doesn’t have to be the same sense of humour as the class, so long at the guy or gal at the front doesn’t have a stick up their arse.
2. Must be capable of voicing own opinion, even if he has to teach something contrary.
If you ask someone a question, and you get a quote from the book in front of you, you’re not satisfied, and if you are, you didn’t care about the question anyway. I can’t respect a teacher who refuses to level with their students.
3. Must occasionally go on tangents to the topic.
I know it doesn’t seem to make much sense from reading it that a good teacher should sometimes teach things not on the lesson plan, but if it gets students interested in a subject, then it’s a necessary ‘evil’.
I’m fully aware that not all teachers are like my target of ranting, but when you find one of these specimens of the shallower end of the gene pool, and the law indicates that incompetence is still not a crime, you notice them all the more compared to the greater teachers in your day.
Tuesday, 15 September 2009
A weird opening.
Today I was woken by my brother. Not strange, you may say, but once you factor in that he's over 20 and moved out, seems slightly more unlikely, no? An unexpected start to a day that seemed to get worse over time. First off, the bus, once I actually got some money for a bus pass (ack, motherfail) seemed to be going so well... until we swapped drivers. Driver #2, who for convenience I will dub "Bob", took himself 15 minutes to sit down (maybe he couldn't find the chair? He DID look a little long-sighted) making a new record of time-wasting for bus drivers everywhere. Once he sat down and got the bus in motion, he decided that driving about 1/10th of a mile was incredibly tiring and parked again. Now, don't get me wrong, the bus I use does this at this spot always. WHEN THEY'RE EARLY. This guy must have just saw all the "cool" drivers doing it and wanted to be like that. But, he took it to the next level. He exited the bus and went off for a chat with the driver from the bus behind us. After another five minutes, he got back onto the bus and using he keen memory found the seat without too much difficulty, leaving me -7 minutes to get to college.
Ran to college, la la la... made it to maths, got sarcasmed by Rob (cool teacher, more on him in a post where I'm actually finding it hard to find stuff to talk about) and found my seat. No pen, not like it matters, at least I made it. Next thing, I hear music. More importantly, I'm not the only one. Good peoples, you do not know embarrassment until you have Sweet Sweet Sweet singing in Japanese in your pocket and you can't discreetly get rid of it. "My pocket is singing and it has no batteries." may be the greatest contextless statement I've ever broke a teacher's mind with.
Steve is still an evil moron, and I'll post the rant he caused some other time. In fact, bored of typing, so if there is anyone who cares about my life that much, get out of my bushes and go home.
POINTS:
Warp: 15
Jam: 20
Ran to college, la la la... made it to maths, got sarcasmed by Rob (cool teacher, more on him in a post where I'm actually finding it hard to find stuff to talk about) and found my seat. No pen, not like it matters, at least I made it. Next thing, I hear music. More importantly, I'm not the only one. Good peoples, you do not know embarrassment until you have Sweet Sweet Sweet singing in Japanese in your pocket and you can't discreetly get rid of it. "My pocket is singing and it has no batteries." may be the greatest contextless statement I've ever broke a teacher's mind with.
Steve is still an evil moron, and I'll post the rant he caused some other time. In fact, bored of typing, so if there is anyone who cares about my life that much, get out of my bushes and go home.
POINTS:
Warp: 15
Jam: 20
Monday, 14 September 2009
Good morning.
Right, ladies and gentleman who have too much time on their hands, you've stumbled across a blog not at all unlike any other blog you've seen before. Yes, this is one of those ones that you've been warned about, where the author WILL talk about anything, with no warning, prelude and only the vaguest sense of continuity.
Now that that's out of the way, some stalker feed. I'm an adult according to the UK government, doing my A-Levels in college, and am generally a computer nerd. I come across as blunt quite often, which is probably because I am, although I'm willing to bet that at times this blog will look like some weepy livejournal.
Now that you've been sufficiently bewildered for someone writing at 2 in the morning, on with the show!
Now that that's out of the way, some stalker feed. I'm an adult according to the UK government, doing my A-Levels in college, and am generally a computer nerd. I come across as blunt quite often, which is probably because I am, although I'm willing to bet that at times this blog will look like some weepy livejournal.
Now that you've been sufficiently bewildered for someone writing at 2 in the morning, on with the show!
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