Adventures in granola

I like to refer to one of my professors as Hippy-Prof. Hippy-Prof teaches my "granola" class. This class has nothing to do with the environment and it doesn't contain the word "studies" in it's department name. (If you caught the joke, you're probably as cynical as I am... that might not be a good thing.) Hippy-Prof likes to spoon feed us, a girl who sits in front of me once turned around and said "And today we'll finger painting, make macaroni crafts, and then we'll have nap time!" I like Hippy-Prof, but the senior is right, he coddles us. Our tests are online and thus open book, and every Friday we review the previous week's reading test. 

Today, Hippy Prof explained to us how the reviews would be conducted. This is when the class went from amusing to annoying to pretty uncomfortable for me. Annoying: We have to pick the 5 questions we think are most important to the chapter and write them in our class notebooks (which are checked at the end of the semester), we also have to pick a question that we deem interesting and write a 500 word summary on why it's interesting to us and how it can be applied to the world today. Uncomfortable: We play a game to review. One side of the room asks another side of the room a review question. Ok, no big deal, right? Except remember when I said I was doomed to the lefty seat for the rest of the semester? No? Well, to ask a question you have to call on a specific person off the seating chart... Yes, friends whoever asks a question gets to draw everyone in the room's attention to a specific person. If you miss a question the other team gets two bonus points. 

Other things I learned today: 

• Ever think about why shipping is called shipping? Yeah, me neither. Until today when my Modern European History prof was telling us about the seafaring Dutch merchants who owned shipping companies. 
• If you aim to wake up in between sleep cycles it's easier to get up, even if you only got 3 hours (2 sleep cycles) of sleep.
• Sometimes typos make for the best inside jokes with best friends.

This weekend I'm going to a Coug hockey game. : ) Go Cougs!

Ridiculously yours,

Molly Marie