I stole "frex" from Meej
Jan. 18th, 2007 11:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thezDay two of school: DONE. I would say KICKED ITS ASS but that is not completely true.
Two classes are "guided independent learning" classes, which means I picked up all my coursework in one huge packet and turn it in when I'm done. No classrooms, no class time, no classMATES. Greatest classes ever.
I am one of only two girls in my physics class. It's an odd feeling: I feel compelled to kick everyone else's ass grade-wise as some sort of show for my gender, and yet I sort of like being in the female minority because it makes me feel superior to ALL OTHER WOMEN (AND MEN). Except any women and men that might be reading this maybe.
Essentially this is a whole lot of nonsense from my brain. UTTER nonsense. Hell, the instructor (and also head of the physics department at school) is a woman. Worked at the FERMI lab. Kicks everyone else's ass. No one takes notice of the fact that she has no Y-chromosome.
My brain is fond of nonsense, though.
My math instructor is HOT. Not sexy hot; he has white hair and grandchildren. He is smoking hot because he worked for NASA many ages ago (pre-Apollo 11), and so I get to hear stories of the first soft landings on the moon.
Frex: reading the temperature on the moon for the first time in human history from a resistor signal that he had to convert into useable numbers with naught but his knowledge of curve-fitting, a slide rule and a prayer.
This means that the man is in love with graphing calculators, because he sure as shit wishes that NASA had graphing calculators in the 1960s.
Don't get me wrong, school is still annoying as hell. It's just that ultimately, school > my job. It does not crush my spirit nearly as much.
Two classes are "guided independent learning" classes, which means I picked up all my coursework in one huge packet and turn it in when I'm done. No classrooms, no class time, no classMATES. Greatest classes ever.
I am one of only two girls in my physics class. It's an odd feeling: I feel compelled to kick everyone else's ass grade-wise as some sort of show for my gender, and yet I sort of like being in the female minority because it makes me feel superior to ALL OTHER WOMEN (AND MEN). Except any women and men that might be reading this maybe.
Essentially this is a whole lot of nonsense from my brain. UTTER nonsense. Hell, the instructor (and also head of the physics department at school) is a woman. Worked at the FERMI lab. Kicks everyone else's ass. No one takes notice of the fact that she has no Y-chromosome.
My brain is fond of nonsense, though.
My math instructor is HOT. Not sexy hot; he has white hair and grandchildren. He is smoking hot because he worked for NASA many ages ago (pre-Apollo 11), and so I get to hear stories of the first soft landings on the moon.
Frex: reading the temperature on the moon for the first time in human history from a resistor signal that he had to convert into useable numbers with naught but his knowledge of curve-fitting, a slide rule and a prayer.
This means that the man is in love with graphing calculators, because he sure as shit wishes that NASA had graphing calculators in the 1960s.
Don't get me wrong, school is still annoying as hell. It's just that ultimately, school > my job. It does not crush my spirit nearly as much.