Thursday, January 24, 2008

Welcome to Blogosphere (dun dun dun dahhhhh)

I feel like Mel Gibson in Mad Max: Thunderdome! Like the internet is one of those fighting cages, I'm actively vying for a spot in the illustrious annals of the interweb. Haha.
I just created this page. I think I'll keep a little blog about all the things that're going on with me, I mean why not? I might as well, everybody else does it, yeah?

Today's moment of rampant idiocy:
In my history class, my prof asked if anyone knew what Vingteme referred to (which he was actually wrong about in the first place because the word is Vingtieme). I hadn't been looking at the board where he had written the word, as I was entrenched in my notetaking, so I remarked, "it refers to wine." This is, of course, the wrong answer and I was told so. When I looked up and noticed what had been written on the board I felt an immediate ruch of shame and self-abuse, because there's no way I'd have gotten it wrong if my teacher knew how to pronounce french. I've rarely felt like a bigger idiot. I'm still shocked that I got it wrong.
And, oddly enough, not a single student of that class besides myself had ever been to Versaille. Which, in most other disciplines would be completely understandable, but for History major's? I mean, it really doesn't cost that much to visit Europe (well it does, but if my friends Sari, Honey and Nicole could do it, than, frankly, anyone can afford it.) And how does one expect to gain an understanding of history with no real-world knowledge of the geographical, anthropological and sociological climate of the subject which they are studying? I know I'm not the only student with a focus on European history, (early modern, renaissance or thereabouts to the modern age), but I'm the only one who has ever been to Europe?? I'm the only one who has seen an ancient castle up close and personal? I'm the only person in my class to know the general and traditional living atmosphere of Europe? Ridiculous.

Oh well, I have a few Psych chapters to read before my 3 p.m. class.
An interesting tidbit though, from the last chapter I read:
"An event that happens to but one in 1 billion people every day occurs about 6 times a day, 2000 times a year."

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