turkey apathy

The weeks following Thanksgiving break are punctuated by two things: disinterest and a complete lack of caring. In another word, apathy.

It's easy to see why. I mean, you've built up so much momentum, you're finishing homework on time, you're in the groove of school, and suddenly you get a break. Some lucky idiots get a full week off, other pathetic losers -such as myself- only get a lousy three days. But still, it's a break. You eat pie and turkey, you chuckle politely at all your relatives stories that you've heard many times before, and -more often than not- you get into petty squabbles with siblings/parents/cousins/friends/cats/doors/inanimate objects.

Next thing you know, its a hop, skip, and a perilous Black Friday trip later and you're back in class. And Professor DronesAlot seems to think you'd be interested in Martin Van Buren's campaign policies. Honestly, you're just impressed you've kept your brain from leaking out your ears in sheer boredom.

It is my personal opinion that teachers love this time of year. They're nearing the end of the school year, they have a long break coming, and its time to deal a little punishment to the students they think have been slacking off. So, they grin wickedly, rub their hands together evilly, and assign a 12 page double-spaced and typed with 1 inch margins and 12 point Times New Roman font paper that must cite in proper MLA format at least 5 academically accredited sources that must be found by methods that do not include Wikipedia, the Dictionary, the school library, or the use of the internet and it must be turned in promptly the week before finals. The problem is, every single teacher does this. So, you aren't acquiring a stress ulcer from just one paper, you are developing a chronic anxiety disorder with five papers. All due, coincidentally, on almost the exact same day.

The homework that you were finishing barely on time now becomes borderline impossible to complete two days late. Plus, you're driving two hours to talk with someone for an "original source" interview that you most likely will need to have a notarized copy of the transcript to receive credit. And trying to put a twenty minute speech by a dead politician about a problem that no longer exists into a 3000 word essay. Its no wonder that students feel apathetic around this time of year. They're just satisfied that they still have the ability to feel anything.


"Scientists announced today that they have discovered a cure for apathy. However, they claim no one has shown the slightest interest in it." - George Carlin

 

teachers are my nap-disruptors

It seems a little pointless to say, but you can't experience college without the teachers.

Logically speaking, you can't learn what you don't understand unless you are taught. 

Realistically speaking, teachers are sometimes just as much a harm as they are a help. 

There are countless different types of teachers; every one has a unique teaching style. However, many of them tend to fall into one of several different categories. 

 

The Absent-Minded Professor:
This teacher has two ways of showing up for class: barely on time or drastically late. Typically the first thing out of his briefcase is a jumble of papers that he will sift through for the remainder of the class period without actually finding anything. This professor would be potentially hilarious to have as a teacher if he wasn't so pathetically sad. The chuckles that you and your classmates exchange are mixed with glances of absolute terror. If Professor Spacey forgot that he explained the theory of relativity two days ago in class then he might also have forgotten more important things like your name or due dates or test scores. There's always the potential that the extra credit assignment you slaved away on to bump yourself into a B is hidden underneath an old newspaper and a stack of ungraded papers in his office. Also, and this has happened to me, there is the chance that he will teach the same class more than once. If the material starts to sound familiar, it doesn't necessarily mean you're learning; he may just be repeating himself.

The Thinks-He's-Hilarious-Teacher:
This teacher is the creator of some of the most awkward situations you will ever experience. Typically stuffy-as in, tweed jacket with elbow patches- this professor has enough credentials and credit hours and PhD's to have figured out that he's every students dream teacher. I mean, what's not to like? His jokes are humorous and they require extensive knowledge about a specialized field to understand. And the poor fellow is too busy chuckling at his successful punchline to notice the class full of blank, incredulous faces staring back at him.  His joke will appear in the middle of a long lecture, untimely of course, and will be preceded by a few signs that will make students cringe in anticipation. First, he will stop after stating some fact or point, then he will begin to smirk which will turn into a chortle and, inevitably, "Which reminds me, uh, Descartes walks into a bar, and the bartender says 'How about a drink? Descartes responds 'I think not' and disappears." His sniggering will keep him occupied for a few minutes while the students will exchange chagrined glances and politely chuckle.

The Actually-Is-Hilarious-Teacher: This teacher is the saving grace for his awkward counterpart. Following the longest 50 minutes of your life with Professor McBadjoke, this class is mentally soothing and legitimately funny. This teacher is often considered as the “favorite teacher ever, dude” despite his teaching style or grading methods. There are several different styles of this kind of teacher. There is the Hilarious Jokster whose clever puns and comedic timing is the highlight of any Cold War lecture. There’s the teacher who plays youtube clips before class, the one that has a hilarious perspective that comes with years of teaching, there’s the one that doesn’t think he’s funny but actually is, and the list goes on. 

The Hard-Exam-Giver:
Easily one of the most detested teachers, this professor is dreaded during finals. Having never forgot that the root word of "teaching" is "teach", he rules his class with an iron fist, proudly declaring that "student's have complained about my difficult exams" and comforting himself that at least his students will have studied. Professor Hard-Nosed is often not only the hard tester, but the hard-paper-grader, the difficult-research-topic-giver, and the overloads-you-with-homework-er. I guess it's a package deal. Understandably, students hate his guts. However, you do learn something from this guy's class. Mostly more brands of energy drinks than you knew existed, frantic note-taking styles, and desperate study techniques. But you learn. He should be proud.

The Boring Professor: 

There will come a time where you will have that one professor that will inevitably put you to sleep. This isn't as a result of student-error. Well, not completely. However, this teacher seems genetically predisposed to putting students to sleep. His voice will be deep and dull and he will be incapable of talking about anything remotely interesting (or even on topic.) I had the misfortune of having this particular teacher in the afternoon right after lunch. No amount of caffeine will help, although attempting this class without some kind of energy boost is suicide. Dr. MakesYouNap is one of the most difficult teachers you will encounter; not because of the material he teaches, but because there's a good chance that you'll never hear a word of what he's saying.

  There are numerous other categories of professors, but maybe none quite as stereotyped as these. Teachers are a necessary evil of college. If you're lucky, maybe one will actually teach you something.


College professor--someone who talks in other people's sleep- Bergen Evans

mean cuisine

Recently I had the opportunity to experience Ramen noodles in an entirely new light.

I had eaten Ramen noodles before, when I was a kid, but I never understood why they were considered as "college cuisine." I knew they were easy to make and, based off of many of the college students I know, I figured that they were "idiot proof."

Recently, while shopping for food, I realized the true benefit that Ramen noodles have.

They cost, on average, 26 cents. Twenty... Six... Cents... 

I didn't know that you could buy anything for 26 cents. Much less a full meal. Two, if you're lucky. Its amazing to me how quickly a soggy mass of rubber-esque pasta can turn into a delicious meal when it costs less than a pack of gum.

Most college students don't eat very well. Once forced to fend for themselves, students tend to make poor choices when it comes to food. Sometimes, this is necessary. E.g., Ramen noodles. I bought six "full" meals for less than a dollar. (I use the term "full meal" very loosely) A shocking bit of information: college students typically don't have a lot of free money. And the sad truth is that one of the first things they cut back on is their diet. Or they substitute healthy food for a cheaper alternative.  For instance, three days a week for about a month straight, I had a Snickers candy bar for lunch. Was I thinking about eating healthy? no. Was I looking for a quick sugar rush? maybe. But mostly, I was concerned about having lunch for only one dollar. Besides lets face it, Snickers satisfies. (its true, it even says so on the wrapper.)

Another reason that affects how college students eat is the quality of the food that they choose. When you have class all day and homework all evening plus a job or a social life, it becomes easy to make the fast decision of a burger and fries over something actually healthy. 

Another interesting connection with college age people is that their physical tastes are altered slightly. Perhaps it's a result of a price-induced acquired taste, like Ramen noodles. Perhaps it comes from the propensity of college students to try new things. Maybe it's your brain shutting down from lack of proper nutrition and stress which leaves you incapable of experiencing taste. Either way, as I put down my bowl of tuna fish and hot sauce, I am forced to realize that college affects the way you eat. Either you eat too much for your freshman 15 or you're too poor to afford food and nearly starve to death. Either way, I can't wait till graduation...