Class stuffs
Jan. 23rd, 2004 03:22 pmIt's Friday. The day of gold. ^_^ You know that it can't be a coincidence that the part that means specficially means Friday in 'kinyoubi' also means gold.
Summing up my classes without actually summing things up.
Japan Class:
Strange information: It's held in Altgeld, the math building. Somehow math and Japanese class don't seem to mix.
Some poor guy walks into our class:
Saito-sensei: O-namae wa?
Poor guy: ...
Saito-sensei: O-namae wa nan desu ka?
Poor guy: ...
Student: She wants to know what your name is.
Poor guy: ... Uh ... Shawn
Saito-sensei: This is Japanese 102
Shawn: I think I'm in the wrong class.
I think it was when he gave his first name that people figured it out. Hey people can blank out in Japanese.
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Philo-class:
Strange information: Nothing really. Though it is odd to see the teacher rolling around the classroom. Also, the texts are mysteriously missing from all the book stories. Also Sochi took the non-honors section of the course last semester.
That class is a huge argument in the making.
***
Anthroclass:
Strange information: 104 seems to be on repeat. Keller is the professor, and my TA for the section was one of the TAs from 104, Junjie. The Chinese Overpopulation Propaganda Man. Actually, section is a lot of fun and in the same classroom. Reference for Me-chan: It's like going back to Kussro's room or Jota's room senior year after having a kick-butt time with them junior year.
Well, it's the same, but there seems to be some actual Anthro majors there. Dagas is just a little baby-freshie.
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Psychoclass:
Strange information: Okay, so we have to attend another section, us honors monkeys, but I think we have it easier than those poor folks in the normal class. And I don't have to jump into the Subject Pool. Yay for not being a lab rat. The volunteer work is probably better anyway. Oh, and for $12.95 you can pick up a notes packet with all the overheads in it.
And lest we forget, the prefix rocks. All of my stuff can now be referred to as 'psycho _____" Which hints at the possibility that we're not really at a Big 10 university, but an insane asylum. That always rocks socks.
***
Over and out.
Summing up my classes without actually summing things up.
Japan Class:
Strange information: It's held in Altgeld, the math building. Somehow math and Japanese class don't seem to mix.
Some poor guy walks into our class:
Saito-sensei: O-namae wa?
Poor guy: ...
Saito-sensei: O-namae wa nan desu ka?
Poor guy: ...
Student: She wants to know what your name is.
Poor guy: ... Uh ... Shawn
Saito-sensei: This is Japanese 102
Shawn: I think I'm in the wrong class.
I think it was when he gave his first name that people figured it out. Hey people can blank out in Japanese.
***
Philo-class:
Strange information: Nothing really. Though it is odd to see the teacher rolling around the classroom. Also, the texts are mysteriously missing from all the book stories. Also Sochi took the non-honors section of the course last semester.
That class is a huge argument in the making.
***
Anthroclass:
Strange information: 104 seems to be on repeat. Keller is the professor, and my TA for the section was one of the TAs from 104, Junjie. The Chinese Overpopulation Propaganda Man. Actually, section is a lot of fun and in the same classroom. Reference for Me-chan: It's like going back to Kussro's room or Jota's room senior year after having a kick-butt time with them junior year.
Well, it's the same, but there seems to be some actual Anthro majors there. Dagas is just a little baby-freshie.
***
Psychoclass:
Strange information: Okay, so we have to attend another section, us honors monkeys, but I think we have it easier than those poor folks in the normal class. And I don't have to jump into the Subject Pool. Yay for not being a lab rat. The volunteer work is probably better anyway. Oh, and for $12.95 you can pick up a notes packet with all the overheads in it.
And lest we forget, the prefix rocks. All of my stuff can now be referred to as 'psycho _____" Which hints at the possibility that we're not really at a Big 10 university, but an insane asylum. That always rocks socks.
***
Over and out.