12 February 2008

It took me such a long time to realize that Paros was Pharaohs

Who would have thought that there is a word out there I would hate more than any other. Worse than a curse word, the word “yeah” is now permanently the worst word ever spoken. Why is this?

In my Art History class this semester, my teacher (who is from Korea 10 years ago…) says “yeah” after everything. As an example, I recorded one sentence at the first of class exactly:

“Today — yeah — we learn about Egypt — yeah — Paros — how you say, Paros — yeah — and how they con–, build the pyramids in forf dynasty; yeah.”

So, just how many times can someone say “yeah” do you think? Dan, my roommate, guessed 240 times. How about 522 TIMES. Can you even believe that? It’s the most annoying, frustrating, and overall horrible thing I’ve ever had to deal with. I’ve had bad professors, and this professor isn’t even that bad, but this quirk is killing me and everyone else in the class.

But let’s do some math… If on average she uses “yeah” 522 times in 75 minutes, that’s once every 8.6 seconds. Wow.

Let’s see how many times it will be in a semester. There are 30 days of class in the semester, equaling over 15,000 times she will have said “yeah” to the class. If we go on the assumption that every “yeah” takes about a second to say, that’s over 4 hours of time she will have wasted in my life.

In terms of class as a whole, there are 37.5 hours in this semester, and about 11% of that will be “yeah”.

Seriously, yeah. This, yeah, is the worst, yeah, experience, yeah, I can possibly, yeah, recall in college, yeah.

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30 May 2004

So I’m all out of school and such like that! It’s crazy hearing about all my friends graduating, and I’m just going to be a Sophmore. Hell, I’ve been with computers since I was roughly 9 or 10. Since that time, I’ve seen my online buddies graduate, complain about college professors, and even get married. It’s really funny seeing all of my friends growing up literally in front of my monitor (yes, how lame). Today we have our official senior graduating in Midland — I really wish them luck with life, the choices that they make, and that metaphorical “road” they follow. (Seriously, listen to any speech and they bust out the “road” on you.)

Being just a little kid, I keep feeling loss every year because the friends that I knew always leave to become somebody else. In college, I think there’s one of the biggest changes in a person’s life, and I know it must be hard for them. When they change, I’ll admit, it’s usually for the better; I guess they just grow up. Needless to say, I still keep in contact with them, but they just seem like tottally different people — so much more mature and intelligent. I really do admire that.

So, I’ll say it again: I wish everyone that is graduating from their senior class a great future full of possibilities and “the stuff dreams are made of”. You made it guys, now you just have to make it another four to eight years in college or choose a different “road”. It’s all up to you now. I wish you luck, as you’ll all need it.