life lately <3
- visited the science museum with my mom to donate blood, was very disappointed not to see any bacteria exhibits
- finally made a friend in my human physiology lecture!!! she got my number and we did our group quiz together :) she is pre-nursing
- drank for the first time and learned that my anxiety disappears when im tipsy-ish, also pet a stray cat
- had my first human physiology lab, not too sure about my group mates so far... but we'll see!
life is going really well, but i miss a lot of my friends who i dont see as often now.
t-1 year til pharmacy school starts hopefully. my application is due in october and my interview will be in december!! so excited!!!!
College worrrk Gah
And some odd Life drawings
v2nm0 is rubedo i'll draw whatever you want
me being right next to history as a child development and psych major š„²š
(Sound on.) Weāre all doomed.
i have a teacher kinda like this and i feel like sheās under appreciated
So, Iām taking U.S. History one and two over the summer at my community college, and the professor is this older white man. Naturally, this is history, and my first assumption walking in to the class is that Iām gonna be stuck listening to this guy drone on for two months of boredom. Great.
Within the first five minutes I knew I was wrong. So, so wrong.
āI donāt want you to be stuck memorizing dates,ā he says. āI want you to know the story, the people, the conditions and reactions so that maybe we can all learn from past mistakes.ā I was baffled. A history class that doesnāt require you to be able to rattle off dates? Not only that, thereās no homework and we donāt have to read the text book. The only things that are going to be on the test are things that come straight out of his mouth during class. He introduces himself, and proceeds to go around the room and greets every person one at a time. He will do this every day for the rest of the summer one and two semesters.
Then the lecture begins. I say lecture, but it feels more like story time in kindergarten. He begins to speak with such prose and personality that I forget this is a college course. Heās taken something that has so much potential to be mundane and turned it in to a book that I canāt put down. You bibliophiles know what Iām talking about. And then this glorious fucker ends the class in a mid-sentence cliffhanger.
Every class he carries on this way. It feels as if Iām there. Signing the Declaration, fighting against brothers in the Civil War, listening to FDRās fireside chats, storming the beaches of Normandy⦠And he remains unbiased. He wants to make sure we see thereās two sides to every story; understand the conditions that lead to those reactions.
We took a test today, a week from our final exam. He goes around the room in his usual affable fashion, but rather than just ask how weāre doing, today he asks if thereās anything he can do for us. Most folks like myself say something along the lines of nothing, or Iām good. This girl next to me jokingly says, āYou can buy me a coffee.ā
āHow much is it?ā He asks.
āAbout five dollars.ā She answers.
And without hesitation, this professor, this wonderful man with a love of teaching, and a love of his students, pulls out a fucking twenty dollar bill, hands it to her and just says āGo get your coffee, and bring me the change.ā Then continues on his way like itās nothing.
And it may be nothing. Maybe Iām blowing something small out of proportion. But in a world where it feels as if every class is just dragging you along in the gravel behind it, and the professors seem to just be going through the motions; to see someone actually do something kind and ask nothing in return is so refreshing and uplifting.
I donāt know. Maybe this is just a boring shit post, but I really needed to share my appreciation for this hero of a teacher. A teacher who after over 30 years of teaching is still happy with what he does.
tl;dr: Some teachers leave a long lasting impact on your life; change the way you think, the way you see the world. Appreciate them for what they are. The unsung heroes of a failing education system.
To anyone willing to help:
I need to finish an assignment for my college diploma. I need to make an interview with someone out of country.
What's gonna happen in that interview?
- Questions is about communication in your life. Don't worry, you'll be given the questions prior to the interview, so don't worry of it being candid.
- The interview will be recorded, face and all. Don't give a shit if you're wearing a mask, any mask. Just be on camera and answer my questions.
- I need native English speakers and non-native English speakers. Any us fine.
That's all folks. If you're interested, DM me and things will go ship sailing.
*laughs in free university
And then one day, you don't get the job done, the illusion collapses into a black hole of anxiety and stress, and you simply scroll away your sorrows, waiting for the next deadline while looking at cute kittens and reading smartass quotes that validate your lack of energy.
Having to pay hundreds of dollars just for the honor of being denied is one of Americaās biggest failures.
Anyone else feel like life (especially in America) is like gambling in a rigged game. Like oh you have to pay $70 for each college application and even if you are a solid applicant at least 75% will reject you. Oh you want to apply to jobs. Well you need a cover letter that is specific for why you want to earn minimum wage at Starbucks and you better not put down that you need a job. We donāt want any one who isnāt committed to our corporate overlords. Oh you want to volunteer in a lab. Well not sure that you are the right fit for our lab right now. And donāt get me started on trying to get a response from potential PhD advisors that you email.
Iām just really tired.
Okay so I plan on going to Eckerd University down in Florida for Marine Biology. I was originally planing on going to University of Southeast Alaska but my mom and I talked and said Eckerd would be the best bet. If I am able to get in then that's great and I can go about a career as a marine biologist or better yet a career in elasmobranchology because of my love of sharks.
For those of you who don't know what elasmobranchology is it is the study of sharks and rays.
3rd comicĀ
Internet can be troublesome >.< especially if it doesnāt work at all.
Asian-Americans being discriminated against in college admissions, specifically towards Harvard.
The rat race of college admissions tends to be an uphill battle for Asian-Americans, as the Model Minority Myth (which stems from the creation of H1-B and EB-3 visas prioritizing skilled workers, causing Americans' perceptions of Asian-Americans as ALL highly skilled, which is untrue) contributes to the sky-high expectations of achievement by Asian-American high schoolers.
"To illustrate just how strong the Asian-American pool is, in the baseline dataset Asian-American applicants have academic indexes that are over 0.2 standard deviations higher than whites, almost one standard deviation higher than Hispanics, and over 1.5 standard deviations higher than African Americans. Indeed, Asian-American rejects have academic indexes that are higher than African American admits."
While yes, academically Asian-Americans excel, it turns out that in other areas of college admission they slump.
"Using data over ten years, they found that Harvardās admissions officers assigned substantially lower personal ratings to Asian-American applicants versus white applicants, especially when compared to the ratings assigned by teachers, counselors, and alumni interviewers."
"Asian-American applicants suffer a statistically significant penalty relative to white applicants in two of the ratings Harvardās admissions officers assign to each file (the personal and overall rating)."
So not only are the personal and overall ratings one of the contributing factors, but it is likely due to racial biases within school counselor and admissions officers systems.
White people having the most legacy as usual.
Within each of the other three groups (3, 3+, all 2ās), African-American applicants have the highest admit rates followed by Hispanics, then whites, and finally Asian Americans.
In fact, the scoring for African-American applicants on Harvardās overall rating exhibits the opposite phenomenon exhibited by Asian-American applicants, as African-American applicants are disproportionately concentrated at the high and low ends of the rating scale.
African-American applicants are either overperforming or underperforming, never averaging out, showing how also due to societal norms and racist ideologies, have to fit the mold of being extraordinary or what society tells them they are. Or entirely be seen as a diversity student to lower (or raise) the GPA to seem more welcoming or exclusive.
Asian-American applicants are less likely to be admitted if they are in the middle of the road. They have to be exceptional or above average, otherwise they get completely ignored.
Despite being more academically qualified than the other three major racial/ethnic groups (whites, African Americans, and Hispanics), Asian-American applicants have the lowest admissions rates. In fact, data produced by Harvard show that this has been true for every admissions cycle for the classes of 2000 to 2019. A closer examination of the six years for which Harvard produced applicant-level admissions data shows that even removing those who receive some other form of preferences (such as legacy, athletic, or early action) still results in Asian Americans having the lowest admit rates over this period.
I was so sad and hungry I genuinely considered dropping out of college so I could go home and drive to Del taco
At the Marietta College Comic-con when Steven Universe put on a Pikachu costume.
By sun.after.winter
I am a middle schooler
Stuck in between
Attending your classes
Remaining unseen
Fiery passion
Energy low
Nothing to accomplish
But so much to show
Adult or small child,
Nobody knows
Pendulum swinging
Back, to, and fro
aw hell yea i also remembered that an atom with a positive or negative charge is an ion
am very proud of myself rn
i'm takin a biology course, and it's covering basic chemistry stuffs rn
i've remembered a lot of the stuff i took like 2-3 years ago in high school
granted i'm only doin the basic shit, but i'm proud of myself nonetheless, since i figured i'd have forgotten it all by now
Fuck comp sci. Shoulda never majored in it. The classes fucking blow. Every fucking class makes me realize how stupid I am, since I don't fucking understand a thing. Doesn't help that the professors just read off of slides rather than making sure the material is understandable. College can choke to death on a big ol' cock.
Honestly, the most difficult part of college comes down to your ability to bullshit your way through an essay
Reminder about this because I am passionate and will not shut up about it lol
This is a little drawing I did in order to stick it to my laptop because I donāt have enough stickers as many stickers as I want :)
After I stuck it to my laptop, it tore, so I decided to fix it and make it look intentional. Itās a Shade from Hollow Knight- I love these funky little blobs of void
Thank you @printerpenguin for voting for Oakie :)
In my biology lab classes:
Look at this cool living stuff! Today weāre dissecting flowers! What do you mean you wonāt pipet by mouth? Yeah, wash your hands, donāt spill the microbes.
Would you like to taste this edible fungus? Or this edible plant?
In my chemistry lab classes:
So this is the concentrated acid and this other chemical will give you cancer and this one is highly flammable and might explodeā¦.
Always wear safety glasses and gloves and clothes that cover your body (in case you spill something corrosive or toxic) but arenāt too tight (so you can get them off fast in the event of Dangerous Chemical Spill) or too loose (so they wonāt drag and catch on fire). NEVER EVER PIPET BY MOUTH OR TASTE ANYTHING OR EVEN SMELL ANYTHING BECAUSE DOING THAT MIGHT KILL YOU. Fires happen in the lab, letās hope we donāt have any this semester!
Im going to die they are going to kill me
They are going to kill im and im gonna die
My brain when my hair freezes on the way to class and when I get there I find out the building flooded and the class has been moved across campus and when I finally get to the other building I find out class has been canceled for the day: "this is fine, you can handle this no problem"
My brain when I have to read two chapters of a textbook: "you are actually going to die in mere minutes"