Hey... 10/17/2001
Quick summary of what's been going on. I requested transfer applications from SUNY Binghamton and from (surprise) University of Rochester. If I'm unhappy with Syracuse by the end of this year, I want to give myself some options.
I FINALLy got tutors for math. I was sent to a professor's office after complaining to the math department about their crappy tutoring program. (My tutors don't believe in showing up to scheduled aessions and/or just not answering my e-mails). The professor who helped me actually helped design this math course, so he knows his shit. He's a great teacher and I plan to go to his office hours regularly. I bitched out Kevin, my tutor, for not showing up for our last tutoring session. He apologized and promised to be there next week. Since we had last Friday off, he assumed there would be no session. Unfortunately, he doesn't believe in asking me before he does these things.
Anyway, this kick ass calculus professor that did help me suggested that I go to this other professor's review session. We'll call her Professor S. Well, Prof S kicked ass too. I can see why the majority of her students are passing tests. She calls them all "sweetie" and is anxious to help when one doesn't understand...unlike my professor who just bangs his fists against the desk and makes me feel bad. So I took my second math test yesterday and even with the last minute, half-assed tutoring, I know I did much better than my last test and I really do think I did well. I decided not to drop the course. The math Professor that designed the course. Professor G., said that I was good in calculus and that I caught on quickly. See? I knew I wasn't totally stupid...It just needs to be explained to me in a certain way. With half-assed tutoring I know I did a thousand times better than I did on my last test. Imagine what would happen if I was actually properly tutored...
I am getting overwhelmed with all of the stuff that needs to be done. I have so much work to do for anthropology. Our test, which is in five days, covers seven chapters and two books. My religion test, which is in two weeks covers three chapters and two books about some really odd Hindu stories. I am not making fun of Hinduism; it's just the books my religion professor gave us are really...abstract...
I have a chemistry test two days after my anthropology test. My chem professor made the test so hard last time that the average person got a 60. I got a 52, and under the circumstances, I didn't do that badly. He doesn't believe in making review sheets or going over problems that are analogous to the ones on the test. I'm beginning to think he wants us to fail....he gets a kick out of it or something.
Linda and I aren't really on speaking terms any more. I have no idea what happened. We say hello and goodbye to each other in public, but we really just don't speak. It sucks because I had hopes that I would be friends with her...
I met a girl named Angela through Helen. Angela's in my chemistry lecture, lab, and calculus lecture. She's cool.
The boy situation sucks. I don't even want to get into it. I'm one of the only girls on my floor without a boyfriend. Me and Helen, Erin, Angela, and Dionne had a huge conversation about the importance of marriage to women in society today. It was just depressing.
Um...I'm stressed about rushing for a sorority (another chance to be rejected) but that's not till the spring semester, so I'll push that aside for now.
I spent the days running around. I decided I want to be a biology major with a concentration in art. I'll be able to take thirty credits of lower and mid level art classes. I have to petition the art department to let me take upper level art classes, because those are only reserved for art majors, but I can't worry about that now. I'll fill out the forms and hand them into the art and science departments on Friday so that's out of the way. Next week I have to fill out working papers so I can have a job next semester. God I hope I get that RA job next year. It would make life so easy. So yeah, that's all for now. I guess it wasn't such a short summary after all...
Until later
Artist
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