Last Thursday, in my Calculus class, we had one MONSTROSITY of a test. I say this because usually after the test we would go over a section or two but at the end of the test (I heard from a friend) that there were only 4 out of 20-so students in the class. The teacher thought it’ll be smart to flip the exponents of a rational function we had on our practice test and give it on the test. Let’s just say switching one exponent doesn’t make the problem similar to the original one. The problem was for us to sketch the graph of the given rational function so we were suppose to find the derivative of the first and second to help visualize what the graph would look like. Well, the second derivative looked like it was nearby impossible so he told us to skip it. That and all these other mistakes he made (this is a man who doesn’t bother doing the problems himself to see if we are able to do it) FRUSTRATED everyone into knowing they failed when they turned in the test.
Archive for June, 2004
On sunday afternoon, I went to the Iron Wood Nine off the 605 to play some golf with Beto. It has been probably close to 2 months since I last got onto a course and a month since I went to the range. Needless to say, I sucked that day. I played with a new golf set that my dad gave to me when we met during my trip to china. He told me they were going to be Calloways and I didn’t know how much they were until I checked their site and saw that it retailed at ~$700 USD and including my woods it would be $1000+. Now, when I go golfing, I look good but as we all know, higher priced clubs doesn’t mean you get more skillful. Most of my drives that day were hooking to the right for some reason and I lost several balls because of that. It was strange because they would never hook left, but only hook right. I need to go to the range more often so I can improve my driving. It’s weird, golf is a game of patience, in which I HAVE NO PATIENCE; so, I don’t know how this works out since I like to play golf but once I am on the course I get frustrated that my shots never go where I want it to go. Guess it’s time for more practice.
I am starting to like calculus. Maybe it’s the fact that our teacher actually argued with a student that resulted in him turning into a 3 year old and repeating “We aren’t going to do that.” Or maybe that he looks down on us, since he is a Stanford graduate and thinks the world is as smart as him so he speaks on another level compared to us. It’s like he is speaking down at us or something. Or MAYBE, it’s cause his tests problems are one point a piece so every single mistake I do costs me greatly. Whatever it is, it makes me want to stay in calculus more and more. I don’t know whether to like him, admire him, or plan some sort of murder against him. All his reviews on those rate a teacher community sites have all been the same– “don’t take him,” “he’s hard,” “he touched me in a naughty way.” I don’t know, I just hope I pass. And it’s true what people say about calculus, everything you use to know…is now something else. And it sucks because now you have to shift your mind and realize that it could be one or the other.
It’s funny, I have never thought that I would go to China. I was born in Taiwan and so was my mother so when she asked me if I wanted to go, I thought why not seeing how this is probably the only time I will be able to go for a while. My initial impressions of China was an ignorant representation of it: dirty, packed, uneducated area. Some of my impressions still are true but I was proven wrong in some areas. I have the pictures but I still need to get it developed.