25 June, 2010

Chocolates and Empathy

I talk a lot. I really do. People who do not know me think that I am a very introverted guy, and I’m not saying that I’m not, but when they get to know me they get surprised by my verbosity. I make really awesome conversations. I know I do. I have enough people to back me on that.

That is why I’m so frustrated with my Speech class. Our instructor keeps on saying that he’s SO disappointed with the dead silence in our class. Honestly, I am also disappointed with my performance just as much. What disappoints me more is his ideology that us students are unresponsive because we don’t like him. He also keeps on reminding us that we must like him, and quoting him, “Force yourselves to like me.”

Today, we had another dose of his sermon. He just said those same things… that we’re in a Speech class then we must all talk because it’s our duty to talk and communicate and participate… blah blah blah… I know you may not like me but we’ll be working together for four months so force yourselves to like me… blah blah blah… STOP. I’ve had enough. I raised my hand. I did. I don’t know how the hell it happened but I really was thinking that I should say something and I didn’t know that I actually raised my hand. I got his attention. 

“Can I ask you something?” I said. He said sure.

Then came the trouble with me. I was gonna say, “How good do you think you are?” so I may burst his bubble that we’re the one with something amiss, the one lacking. I know if I had said that he would be so damn mad. For God so loved the world, I was able to spit out something else. “It may be a little personal, though.” That’s a fine sentence. That bought me a little more time to rephrase my question or think of something less insulting to ask. I wanted to back out. I think I said, “No, never mind. Sorry.” He insisted, though. He wanted me to ask him the question but I was struggling with my words… I was thinking of a way to ask him that, a way to get my message across, but I was fumbling for the appropriate words as I struggled with ethics. I was freaking out. Finally, I said, “Do you think we’re not good students?”

Wow, that’s a thousand miles farther from my intended statement but a million times less impolite. Unsurprisingly, he said no. He said that our being unparticipative is different from our being not good students. I was confused with that statement. He went on saying more things. When he finished, he looked at me and waited for me to talk. I told him about my frustrations. I told him that his students like him but the teacher-student relationship will take time to develop, especially with the nature of our class. So the discussion was permanently interrupted. Some of my classmates started talking to him. After his short chats with them, he asked me if I had more questions. I said I had none.

He announced that we were going to have an activity. He wanted us to think of the last time we had an empathic communication with someone. He gave us two minutes then he went out of the room. Our lesson was not about empathic communications so that activity came out of the blue. He also said that he didn’t do that with his other class. He came back with chocolates.

He wanted us to form a huge circle and get one chocolate. I got a really nice Choco cereal bar. It was like a bonfire story session or an open forum kinda thing. Classmates started sharing their stories and he commented after each story. I had my turn to share a story.

I don’t know why but I feel a little guilty about what I did. Did I make him feel bad? What did I do? Did I do something wrong? Was I wrong to comment on his sermon? Was my response inappropriate?

Now I’m having a real struggle with ethics. My conscience is lashing me. I need someone to slap me and make me realize what I had done. I need someone to explain things I do not understand about myself.

kudos to sir.

20 June, 2010

Well, This is Embarrassing

Well, this is embarrassing. I want to post stuff here and I sincerely don't want to leave this blog just like this, but I'm afraid that this blog is getting a little lean for its second month...

I will be making sense soon. Do not worry. I will post more opinions, more stories and more overviews. I will not post my entire journal here, let's leave it on OneNote. Okay, so... just tune in. I promise more good stuff will come here soon.

kudos to Google Reader that's been entertaining me for like seven years already.

09 June, 2010

Classifications of Analysis According to Sample

This is my first ever chemistry homework. A-Chem groupmates, sorry, this is the only thing I've got. =[

The classification of quantitative analysis may be based upon the size of the sample to be used for the analysis. An ultramicro analysis involves a sample whose size verges on that of a microgram (1 µg = 1 × 10-6 g). An analysis performed on a sample whose size ranges from 1 to 10 milligrams is called a micro analysis. A semimicro analysis deals with a sample weighing from 10 to 100 milligrams. Lastly, when the sample available weighs more than 0.1 grams, the analysis is classified as a macro analysis. 

kudos to this?
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