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Sunday, May 07, 2006

Psychology How I Loathe Thee 

Had a great weekend with Souwa. Now I'm back... and I'm supposed to be studying for my psychology final. Note the italics. I'm not studying very hard. I've basically just been sleeping, eating, playing GameCube and watching television.

It turns out a lot of the stuff on the test is going to be taken straight from a few of the practice tests in our Study Guide. That's great, right? Wrong. I left the Study Guide in High Point. I've never used it, much like I think I've only picked up the book once this whole semester. Hopefully Aunt Brenda will be able to scan a few of the tests and send them to me tomorrow for the exam. But if she doesn't....I'm honestly not quite sure if I care at this point. I don't want to study. I hate my psychology class. I'm tired, tired, tired of my freshman year of college. If you want me to study, make it a class worth studying for.

My psychology class has been the worst class I've taken this year. And yes, that includes Calculus. Calculus was hard and boring. My psychology class has been boring, poorly taught, poorly structured, and as a result somewhat difficult. Difficult enough to challenge me, but not difficult enough to make me feel like I need to study my butt off, especially when I'm pissed off.

Let's count the reasons this class sucks and I don't feel like studying, shall we?

1) It's a large class. Now that's not inherently a bad thing - I've had plenty of large classes that were great, like my Sociology classes. However, large classes are much worse than small classes when handled improperly.

2) The teacher is boring. You can tell he's trying, but he just doesn't know how to present the information in an interesting way. He's a young guy, probably not very experienced. He uses PowerPoint slides - this is a good idea, but all I really use it for is to fill in the blanks on the Guided Notes he so graciously provided us. I have no other reason to pay attention. It's not flashy, it's not witty, it's not intriguing. The only really "fun" times are when he shows clips from movies and television shows to demonstrate certain concepts. Those actually keep me awake for a few minutes.

3) He makes us buy stuff we don't use. The textbook was expensive. None of the other psychology sections were required to buy it, but we were. He doesn't even teach it. We're supposed to go home and read it on our spare time, but I have yet to meet anybody who actually does that. I'm sorry, but if you're going to test us on certain material, you should actually teach that material. Don't expect us to miraculously understand everything. The book came with a CD-ROM and a Study Guide. I've used neither. I've never needed to, except for now when all of a sudden he's decided those practice tests will come in handy. Wonderful. I don't want to think about how much money I wasted on stuff I touched twice, maximum.

So yeah. I'm not motivated. Why should I study material he doesn't teach well from a book he doesn't teach at all using a study guide I've never used before? Yeah, I don't know either.

My goal for tomorrow: Pass. Just pass. That way I can get credit and not have taken this terrible class for nothing.

On a better note: Mission Impossible 3 is fantastic. It more than makes up for that sub-par first sequel. Philip Seymour Hoffman is one of the best villains I've seen in a long time. This movie is fun, thrilling, emotional, and extremely dark. I loved it. Go see it.

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