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Oh hell...

I just came home from a pathetic excuse for an exam. I didn't study, and I will deserve whatever grade I get for the exam. The exam doesn't even encourage you to answer the questions... Why? Because it's an all or nothing exam. See, if you don't answer it correctly, there goes the item. And it's an exam on computation. Computation, not analysis or identification, or true or false. It's an all or nothing exam on computation.

Who the hell makes an exam like that? For a numerical analysis/scientific computing class, it's just unacceptable. It could be, if you really know what you're teaching and that you really teach -- and teach well enough that students actually understand what you're teaching. I could have imagined an all-or nothing take home exam, but one in two hours involving just you, your pen, your calculator, your 2 blue books, a proctor with sore eyes, and 5 questions involving computations -- down right stupid. I wouldn't wonder why people flunk the course so much. I wouldn't wonder why I flunked the course in the first place -- I learned more from reading the book than actually listening to the guy.

But in fairness to him, he knows what he's talking about (sometimes). He also knows that he makes mistakes. He also has the balls to admit it in class. That should count for something. But an irritatingly unreasonable setup for an exam is inexcusable. Pasalamat sya hindi ko sya inevaluate.

I should chill...


  1. Who the hell makes an exam like that?

    apparently, HE does. hehehe.

    let it go...

  2. If I were a teacher, and I were gay, and I broke up with my boyfriend, I would, in my darkest mood, try something like that.

    Not that I'm any of those things... And not to imply anything at all.

  3. Oh My God, you're so right on the button Cel... I didn't think og that... Now I'm starting to *hypothetically* pity the gay teacher who lost his lover you just described.

    hehehehehehehehehehehehe! :D

  4. it's called computation. some questions on bs chem are all about computation. very little brainwork; just pure computation.

    pasalamat ka. may isang teacher dati sa humanities, kung magbigay ng removal (read: REMOVAL, as in, da saving tres or da killer singko), gagawa siya five minutes before the time, then he'll tell us would-be flunkees "Okay, discuss all the elements of theater that we have talked about this sem in relation to the play 'Miss Julie', and how you could incorporate these elements. You have one hour." BA-DUM-CHA!!!!

    masarap po maging estudyante ng isang science course at isang arts course. malay mo, ganyan talaga bs comp sci. science siya, pero alam naman nating lahat na elegant programming is an art. it's an art! parang... "the art of cooking" ... o kaya ... "martial arts" ... BA-DUM-CHA!!!!


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