May 12th, 2006

ravenclaw: smarter than you

But math is hard!

Mum had an interesting conversation with someone at work one day that she shared with me on the way home. It went like this:

Some lady: Where'd you say Sujin went to school again?
Mum: Agnes Scott.
Some lady: What's she going to major in?
Mum: Well, she's thinking about a math major, and--
Some lady: But why? Math is hard!

When Mum told me this, I could do nothing but laugh. It didn't hurt that she told me this on the way home, and I was wearing my "math is hard" shirt.

Also, I'm still not finished with room organisation yet. However, I did get to talk to Dee last night for about an hour and a half, which made up for my still-messy room. During the reorganisation, I found a can of chalk. Where did that come from? I know I had a chalkboard that I used to play school with when I was little, but I don't know where it went. Maybe it's at Grandmother's, like so many of my old toys. I may check on that today. Of course, I've taken terrible care of it over the years, so is there anything to put on it so the board returns to chalkboard quality again? If so, I'll have to look into that.

Wow. Ignorance right from my living room.

I don't enjoy watching television. In fact, the blaring noises of the television have led me to despise it, especially when I'm with other people and we can be having a good conversation instead of letting our eyes get glazed over by a box. The rest of my family, however, disagrees, and they blare the television every night at dinner, which is thing n+1 I miss about Agnes: the lack of television in Evans. I'm serious; when my Dad is around, the television is so loud I can hear in my room and that's saying something. I think he has a hearing problem but doesn't want to admit it.

Anyway, tonight the television was playing Who Wants to be a Millionaire, or whatever it's called now with that Meredith woman and the dumbed-down questions (or the pop culture questions that I can never get). There was a question tonight about the age one had to be in order to be in the US House of Representatives.

And the guy didn't know.

I was eating my chicken and screaming to myself, "It's C! One has to be 25 years old! Why on earth don't you know this?" [Unless he wasn't from the US, in which case I would have excused him, but I think they're typically US citizens, or at least from the US.]

It gets worse, though. He decided to use a lifeline, and he chose to poll the audience.

And the majority of the audience chose the wrong answer.

I'm serious! Not only did the majority vote for the wrong answer, but the highest percentage didn't even go to the right answer. I fear for the future of this country, and not just in the obvious ways. In all honesty, though, I think many non-Americans know more about this country than Americans do. I've seen the stuff that people have to study to become US citizens; Mum had to study it for her citizenship test years back, and of course, they didn't ask her most of the stuff anyway. Many Americans suffer from apathy, and I'm no exception. We don't educate ourselves on what's going on because, after all, when is it going to affect us, and do we really care? Well, it is going to affect us, and sooner than we think. Therefore, we should care.
lion: yay!

Linear grade

Last post today, I promise. This just deserves a post of its own.

I just checked Blackboard since Dr. Lewin said that she would post our final grades as she finished grading our papers (although our finals grades won't be on AscAgnes until the 17th). Well, my FYS grade wasn't up, but I did check my linear grade while I was there.


Okay, forgive the screaming. However, I had to get a 96/110 on the final to get this A. I got a 98 on the final (where the class average was 84). Considering I was studying until five minutes before I went to take my final, I'm really really proud of myself.

I knew I was randomly surfing the web for some reason.