January 20, 1998 -- Welcome back to school in warm, sunny Vestal, New York! It figures that the first day of school is a tuesday, my longest day of classes. What classes does the Biochem major turned CS major take? Discrete Math, Data Structures, Logic Design, and Creative Writing. Woo-hoo. And what are my teachers like?

Crackpots. I don't have a single normal teacher this semester.

  • Crackpot Number 1 -- Math: He gave us a few rules to start off. Rule Number 0: (Because most of the people in that class are CS majors...) Use the back door (The front door squeaks). Rule Number 1: Don't be late on Tuesdays. Rule Number 2: Use Smooth-Edged 8 1/2" by 11" only.
  • Crackpot Number 2 -- Writing: This teacher doesn't blink, and is convinced that we're all taking this intro level course because we want to be writers. Sure.
  • Crackpot Number 3 -- Logic Design: Professor Su is a very old, very senile Chinese man. The rest of the department is trying to get his tenure taken away. He believes that in order to learn you need to exercise daily. He provides notes for the class and gives extra-credit to people for bringing in jokes.
  • Crackpot Number 4 -- Data Structures: He wouldn't hand out a syllabus, it's on the internet. We were crammed into the room like sardines and he complained that the room was too big.

It's going to be a long semester. At least I don't have classes before 11am...




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