As you may be able to telll this is no the regularly scheduled College Case Study…there is a good reason for this. Currently MyUniSpot is going through a change of power. It will be changing over to a different host in addition to going through some changes with its looks. The site should be up and running again with constant post in the next couple of weeks. I apologize to the fans that we have developed. We will be back soon.
This case is about a professor. It is a firsthand account from the young student who sits next to me. She is a beautiful young student who does nothing but complain about our professor. The professor herself is extremely irritating and asks questions of the class that do not require answering. I asked the cute girl next to me to write me a manifesto about our assumptive/unintelligent/pretentious/ridiculous/candy coated professor. The following are her words:
I understand the humor in being pretentious but I just cannot understand my history professor. The first day of class she spent 30 minutes explaining how she is not racist despite the excessive amount of racist terms she is going to use. If this isn’t considered hypocritical I don’t know what is.
The real kicker about my pretentiously hypocritical history professor is her uncertainty about everything she teaches. She asks the class a rhetorical question like, “Has anyone ever been on a train?” She asks this after a small spiel about the transcontinental railroad. Pausing for an uncomfortable amount of time, she asks again until she finally says, “I’m sure some of you have,” under her breath. The only reason I heard the latter is because I sit in the front row.
She is fat, old, and claims to have been an anti-war activist in her golden years (the sex/drug plagued 60’s). She cannot lecture without holding a lollipop and treats the entire class of 110 students like we are mentally retarded. As soon as the lecture on trains ends, she goes into war. TIME WARP! All of a sudden she stops speaking like a pretentious bitch person and passionately orates. The funniest part of all this is that, despite spraying the first three rows with saliva; she is also flicking her lollipop about like a gavel. With every inflection of speech she knocked the thing on the desk and returns it to her mouth. UNSANITARY! The room is hot and the students just gawk as saliva coagulates into small sticky patches of sugar on their faces.
She e-mailed me this piece in confidence that i would not show the teacher…so I posted it on the intanetz.
Things to learn:
1. Don’t give articles to me to post online
2. Don’t ever take a history class with professor “***”
3. Assume all professors are somewhat biased (racist)
4. Answer rhetorical questions with sarcasm because it is more fun
Today I saw the most peculiar thing. I saw a crazy preacher imposing his religious beliefs on all those walking by. I don’t know how common this is to the rest of the world but to me it is a very rare occurrence. The topic of this story, however, is not at all about the preacher man. This tale is the story of the young men and women who passed by him on this fateful day. Some people stopped to gawk at him and others kept walking. Some smiled, some did not make eye contact, and others simply thought it necessary to contradict his words.
I am going to spare my personal beliefs in this article but it was very interesting to see the other people and hear their reactions…
“Today is a very bland day. A day in which I wake up to realize my water has been shut off. Un-showered I must walk all the way to school because my car is in the shop. Upon reaching school I reek and class was not nearly as fun as ever. Walking to lunch I come across a balding man in the east side quad and I smile. I don’t know why I smiled but he smiled back at me. I couldn’t imagine what he was thinking. I only smiled because I thought it funny that he was preaching the word of his god to perfect strangers. Little did he know I was laughing at the irony of the tattoo on my forearm reading, ‘GODISNOWHERE.’” Read the rest of this entry »
School is coming to an end, which means finals are coming up. Us students are starting to stress out and study harder…and of course, stay up for some last minute or procrastinated studying. By the time we need to actually take our finals, most of us are very tired and sleepy. But we can prevent that, while improving our study skills and test scores. What we eat can affect our body and mind; it is very important to feed our brain good foods (which I call brain food). Thankfully, there are certain foods to help us concentrate, stay alert, and have the energy we need.
Here is my top 5 list of brain foods:
1. Fresh blueberries: These fruits are extremely high in antioxidants, which means they help get rid of free radicals that can cause cancer. But these are good to eat because they can help improve and increase memory and other cognitive skills. In the long run, blueberries can help prevent Alzheimer’s disease. Other berries, such as strawberries, cherries and blackberries also have these similar benefits, but blueberries have the most.
2. Bananas: Bananas are a good source of B vitamins. B vitamins can help your body release energy. B vitamins are also found in energy drinks, which can sometimes give a crash. Healthy ways to get these vitamins are not only by eating bananas, but also potatoes, lentils, and beans.B vitamins are also found in energy drinks, which can sometimes give a crash. Healthy ways to get these vitamins are not only by eating bananas, but also potatoes, lentils, and beans. Read the rest of this entry »
Looked into my soul and contemplated the drab existence of the collective human unconscious
Some people say I tweet too much… I tweet when I wake up, I tweet when I eat, I even tweet (on occasion) when I learn something interesting in class. I don’t follow Twitter, Twitter follows me. Throughout my day, down to it’s inevitable end, I tell the world my story.
Brushed teeth and then drank coffee
Forgot to eat breakfast out the door
Some tweets are dull, and some are very interesting. I tweet about what I see and I @reply whenever possible.
Took a picture of a piano on my phone
#class and the #work
Stared at the pixie girl who sits next to me for a few seconds before she noticed
In the most recent occasion, I have been tweeting about pixie girl. A current love interest of mine, and a psychologically obscure person. She has recently become the sole subject of my thought. Her personality: innocent, breathtaking, needing, attention grabbing. The general population of students at our university recoil at her name, and avoid her as best as possible, but I don’t. I follow her in close proximity because she is so fascinating.
…Isn’t it interesting how people fall into meaningless routines…
This case is about a young man who found nothing but extreme security in his daily routine, as fundamentally boring as it was. Every morning he woke up to the same song rolling out of his stereo speakers, had a cup of coffee at his apartment, and walked to school. After sitting through an early morning class he took a trip to the same bathroom stall as usual. This case is how he deviated from that normal routine.
Upon Joey’s arrival to the last stall on the left, he noticed something different. There was a new message written just above the door handle. It is not out of the ordinary to see various things written in the stall (partly because of the custodial staff’s laziness) but this particular message set him off. It read, “Skip your next class and go #2.” Joey didn’t know what to think of this but it inspired him. Skipping his next class, he walked to the local indie coffee café. Crossing the threshold into the café, he removed his headphones. The same song he had been listening to was just replaying on the overhead speakers. He ordered his usual mega-caffeinated beverage but today (because of that message) he was about an hour and half earlier than his routine. Read the rest of this entry »
I would like to personally welcome everyone to MyUniSpot. As being the first post, I want to let you know a little about this site. MyUniSpot is a blog made for the everyday college student informing you on everything that students have interest in. Now Before I Bore You with the details on why we were made and what our vision is lets move on to what you want to read about. Now since this post has no set topic that I am concentrating on except for introducing you to the site, what would be better than a random scatter of college interest stories that will directly relate to future post that you may read.
Recently, as many of you may have heard, the epic movie “Snakes on a Plane” has become reality. A plane in Australia was landed because 4 pythons that were stored in cargo went missing. The plane was landed and the snakes were not found. It was reported that a reptile expert was called and he stated that the other snakes may have ate the 4 missing snakes…Yummy. Final verdict: Reptile expert…WRONG! They weighed the remaining snakes and they had not been any heavier than before. Way to go “expert.” Anyway, they ended up fumigating(loading the thing with chemicals) the plane and said quote, “If these snakes ever turn up on one of our aircrafts, they will be very much dead snakes.” Good going buddy, I am sure the passengers on the next flight in Australia are going to love the smell of dead snakes on the plane. So here’s my suggestion, give Samuel L. Jackson on the phone and I guarantee you he will get those Mother Read the rest of this entry »
...three teenagers … six hours later lessons were learned…
This particular case study happened among three young college men of the particular variation, first years. The only precursor to this case would be the fact that the three young men in question had recently turned 18 years old and lived in their university’s housing facilities. The main hypothetical question for this case is, “what might three young men do with a lot of time and not a lot of boredom-quenching ideas,”? The answer is, apparently, drive to a strip club. The town in which this case takes place is a one horse town and the nearest strip club is at least 40 minutes away. The details upon their arrival, other than their difficulty finding a parking space, are to remain silent for the sake of not offending anyone. I assure you, as the silence may be, that the details are indeed grotesque and offending to most. Read the rest of this entry »