This Week in Class…
We talked about Blogging and networking, among other things. As of now, I can see the point in networking, but don’t like the idea of asking someone I don’t know for help on a homework assignment. How do I know if the information they are giving me is legitamite? Yes, I know, I could compare their information to other sources, but I could much more easily go through the same process using only the internet. Another topic that came up in Arabic class was Qatari soccer teams. Although, I don’t really watch any, it’s interesting to watch students argue with eachother- and the teacher.
I learned that the students in my math class really are as dumb as they seem. We were given one algebraic problem that we learned how to do in 7th grade. That was it. The only other part is that we couldn’t use a calculator. This proved to be a major problem for the majority of the class. The point is, it took a group of high school freshman, sophmores and even juniors about an hour to solve a simple math problem. To get back on a more interesting note, in language arts class I learned that constructive criticism really does help! We peer-edited eachother’s poetry, and I was one of the lucky ones whose poem was passed around at the “writers table.” At first, I was afraid of getting my poem covered in red pen, but in the end it really helped. When I saw how little Haya’s poem was edited, I realized that constructive criticism is key to composing a well written poem. I’m not saying my poem is well written, but I think it’s on the right track.
I daydreamed about what I was going to do after school tommorrow. I’m not sure that this would be considered daydreaming, but I also thought about, or worried about what I was going to get on my math test. I just took it today, and as usual it didn’t make much sense and my teacher wasn’t much help. I also daydreamed about my Mass Media project- again. Often times I am slightly distracted from everything else except a project that is due, or a test I think I bombed. But it all turns out good in the end, so most of the time I waste my daydreaming on work.
I wanted to say to be honest, I usually say everything I want to say. Ocassionally I will stop myself, because sometimes I just want to call out the teacher for absolutely no reason, aside from it being fun! I guess that as usual, I wanted to tell my math teacher that he is completely unfair because he puts random material on his test that he hasn’t ever talked about. When I do try to tell him, he just laughs evilly like teachers do when they hand back a failed assignment.
Other comments You can tell I didn’t take notes in class. 
