Whew

[trinityvixen]

Survived the test. We'll see how I did come next week. I'm not sure. Once again, I find myself going, "I think I knew everything, but I could see where I might have missed a point or two on not getting wording exactly right." Last time, that led to me doing well but still missing a shit-ton of easy points that I shouldn't have. Also, I think the curve will be higher on this one because it wasn't as out-and-out tricky as the last test. We'll see.

A mini-rant, if I may? Why the hell do teachers give take-home exams? This professor is a really nice guy and all, but I kind of want to throttle him when I have to do an additional half-hour (at least) of work on a take-home exam because his stated excuse is that he has more to test us on but doesn't want us to rush and write novels in the exam space. That reason is bullshit. If you can't write a test that can be reasonably answered in the space of time allotted, that's your problem, not mine.

I guess I don't understand the point of closed-book take-homes either. I don't cheat. I've already done it, and packed it away, not to look at it again until I hand it in. I didn't even touch the computer when I got in until it was done and put away. But I don't have the faith in humanity that some honor code means everybody behaves that way. Pssh.

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[ivy03.livejournal.com]

Well, there's also the time my high school pre-calc teacher who was also a crew coach got conked in the head by the crew shell as they were carrying it into the water. It's the only time I've ever seen a knot on someone's head like in Looney Tunes. Needless to say he got a concussion, and in this state, which he described as feeling drunk, he decided to give a pop quiz. It was nuts. It had shit that we hadn't covered, that wasn't even in the book, and the questions had a billion parts. Like, "my dog Weener (can't remember his dog's name, but it was as stupid as this) is tied to a rope. My yard has a bush here, and a tree here, and another tree here, and a well here, and a fence here, and another bush here, and a poisonous bush here. How long can the rope be before Weener eats the poison berries?"

I've also had teachers who were such geniuses that they had no idea how long it would take an undergrad to do the test. Like, they'd run it by a colleague who'd finish it in a half an hour and figure giving us an hour was plenty of time... Yeah, no.

Oh! And there was the time I found out after a test that a grad student had given the answers to the test to the students who showed up at the weekly study session. I was pissed. I reported him to the teacher. His defense was that if I had wanted those answers, I could have come to the study session. He'd clearly done this out of pique that almost no one did. My defense was I HAD ANOTHER CLASS AT THAT TIME YOU JACKHOLE. Yeah. He got in trouble. Funny thing is, I got all the questions he'd given answers to right anyway, so it's not like it actually affected me. Clearly I'm that student.