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Living The Honey Badger Life

16 Jan

I am am living my life right  like the Honey Badger, which is my FAVORITE animal.

Honey Badgers opinion on most things: Honey Badger don’t give a shit!

This semester I am taking 14 credit Hours. Monday I only have Geology from 10-11:50 am, so far I like it allot and find most of it interesting enough to pay attention the whole time, except for the one day we discussed chemistry (I hate chemistry its the reason I am not a geology major).

Tuesday I have Sociology from 9:35-10:50, its not near as fun as Mr. Vickers class was, but its not to bad. Then I have Art appreciation from 3:35-4:50 pm, it is the most boring class ever! My Professor shows us picture after stupid picture, and she  just goes crazy over analyzing them. One picture she showed us was a bunch of random black straight lines crossing randomly over each other with a white background, and she related it to Lions chasing a water buffalo in Africa. Straight lines = Lions in Africa, hell no they don’t. (she is freaking crazy). My opinion of that class is the same as the Honey badger.

Wednesday I only have Geology again, but starting on February 27th I have Ropes Challenger course facilitator training from 4:30-7:30pm out at the lake. This class is once a week for only the second half of the semester for 3 easy a credits which I need badly (more on that later). This is the hardest climbing class they have, the whole class is about them teaching us advanced climbing skills and safety and what not. If I finish this class which I will (It was pretty much made for me), then I will be a certified climbing instructor and I will be able to get a job next year assisting with the other climbing classes.

Thursday I have Sociology and art again, but I also have Geology lab from 1-2:50 pm which so far I like.

Friday I only have Geology again.

I am on academic probation from last semester which means that to be able to attend school there next year (not sure I even want to), I have to get my whole GPA including last semesters classes above a 2.0. Last semester I had a 1.3 GPA I know I am bad student but that’s low even for me. So to get it up I cant have any F’s or D’s, I can have one C and I need some A’s. Hints why I took easy classes. Being kicked out of school is the motivation I needed because I am actually trying and paying attention in all of my classes for the first time in EVER EVER EVER.

Peace to your Pet Honey Badgers, Love to your inner Honey Badger, and Happiness to your Honey Badger thoughts!

Live A Little


CATHY: Another Fall Break. Sorry, Morgan!

17 Oct

Hello everyone. My fall break starts Wednesday afternoon so clearly this was the best time for all my teachers to give me a crapload of crap to do. For example, today in Discrete Mathematics, we had to take a whole class period to go over the previous three sections’ homework because none of us understood anything because the teacher is not really getting through to us. So she is compensating by making us learn TWO sections on Wednesday, therefore we will have TWO sections due after fall break. Thank you Dr. Browning. Since we didn’t understand the other three sections when we took them one day at a time, it is perfectly logical to assume that learning two sections in one day will yield better results. Boolean variable = FALSE!!! Not to mention that we all get to rewrite our other homework to resubmit by this Wednesday. Dr. Spanish DB is making us give 6-9 minute speeches (en espanol) next week with a partner… too bad my partner lives in St Louis? And we’re forced to go home for the break… so I’m not thinking we will have much time to work on that. The computer science teacher gave us a big programming assignment due next Wednesday as well… only it’s impossible to access unless you are within the Drury wireless network, so once again I will be cramming when I get back next week. My room is a disaster. I couldn’t take out my trash this weekend because I was afraid “hot potato” would see me, since she was here for her birthday. I ignored two phone calls from her. Ha. I guess I will clean up before I go home though.

I am actually going to skip my communications class on Wednesday. My mom says she wants me to get home before it gets dark, which, if I left at 3, I could do no problem. But I’d rather leave at 2 and take this excuse to miss Dr. Crazy’s class. 16 kids in the class required to give 6 minute speeches… shouldn’t take too long when class is 50 minutes, right? WRONG. We started these on October 7th, I believe. We still have 4 left to do, meaning we have only done 12 in… 250 minutes of class. If each speech is 6 minutes, that would add up to roughly (let me get out the phone calculator) 72 minutes. Can anyone tell me what happened to the other 178 minutes? I can. He likes to play 20 questions after every speech, meaning we average about 3 speeches per class period. Also, on Friday, one girl asked him if she could leave class early because she had Cardinals tickets. He said, “Of course. Have fun!” Then another boy said he had a work meeting at 2:30. “Okay, have a good weekend!” Another boy said he had to leave town by 3 so he was also released early. The professor was just so jolly and willing to let them leave. Some kids just show up once every two weeks or so. Today when I realized that we would STILL be listening to speeches on Wednesday, that sealed the deal: I’d rather head home an hour early.

Also, today he told us that if any of us didn’t have anywhere to spend Thanksgiving, we were welcome in his home. Legal???

Last Wednesday we had a totally wonderful power outage. I woke up around 6:45 needing to pee, and when I got back to bed, I noticed lightning and heard thunder outside along with rain. The power then briefly went out, but came back on shortly after because Rachel’s printer started making noise. By the time we woke up at 8, it was out again. No use putting in contacts or putting on makeup. No breakfast because: one, no microwave for oatmeal; two, no coffee pot for coffee; and three, no cereal for having cereal. So I walked over to the campus “fast food” place and was pleasantly surprised with their breakfast menu. They had power, by the way. I had the “Panther Pouncer” which consisted of scrambled eggs and bacon and cheese on a bun. Yum. I could feel my arteries clogging with joy. Then I walked to the building where the Spanish class is and all the classes were just standing around in the dark. Enter Dr. DB (douchebag in case you hadn’t figured that out by now). “What is going on?” “There’s no power.” “Well I can see that. You have been up to the classroom?” “Yes (we lied)” “I will go check.” …….. He comes back down. “We can speak Spanish in the dark.” FML.  There are not windows in there.

My other classes actually had windows so they weren’t so bad. I feel it important to mention at this point that there was also no campus-wide internet, and also no hot water. So it was a pretty stellar day all in all. Since we couldn’t do anything, my suitemate Caitlin and I decided to go to the fitness center where there was power. We were there for about an hour when Caitlin got the message on her phone that power would be out for 30 hours, and it said where we could shower and when. Also it said to be careful in the dorms and to make sure you lock your doors because maybe the security card scanners didn’t work. An hour later it said the power was fixed temporarily in the dorms and it may or may not stay on. They say now that it is still temporary but they will make major repairs over fall break.

Friday, Caitlin and I judged at the Kickapoo debate tournament to get extra credit from our comm teacher. I judged Public Forum. I had a brownie, three cookies, and lots of mini candy bars. The hospitality room is mostly why I decided to do it. I don’t need extra credit in there. Later Caitlin and I went to a coffee place called Mudhouse which is downtown and I got a parking ticket for parking in a police parking zone. WTF they weren’t using it. I thought the sign said “Police Parking 6am-6pm” but apparently it was the other way around. It gave me a court date and I was like eff that, but then I called my dad and he was like, looks like you’re going to court. Dad! You aren’t supposed to say that! Then I turned the ticket over and found out I could pay $25 online. Phew.

Talk to you later guys… if I make it through the next week and a half that is.


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