What would our mascot be?
The Brainworm!
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What would our mascot be?
The Brainworm!
Er, well, I suppose the whole getting-a-degree thing is the central goal
The conclusion I ultimately came to was that the degree earned in this environment would be worthless and I could not, in good conscience, pretend to be a 'doctor' of anything.
I originally thought that online learning was the greatest thing since the invention of the cellphone (which I don't even own), but...like the degrading effect of the cellphone on public decorum (not to mention completely blurring the line between craxy-talking to oneself and craxy-talking to someone else in public)...I'm not seeing the expected benefit.
While I think education should be for EVERYone, I'm with Aimee about the environment where they will (for a buck, I came to realize) accept ANYone. I don't think it is helping uneducated people to pretend that they are otherwise. Or that they can become educated with no actual work or evolution of thought.
The Brainworm!snerk
Fair point.
My nose is chapped and I have three times now gotten up to take my daily allergy meds before I fail to the dread tree sex menace and forgotten. Though I do now have more coffee, which is good.
Oh, I want to be in the design group for the admittance exams for Buff U!
Hi Saturday peeps. Went to the gym this morning. Doing wicked amounts of chores, both house and work today, and tomorrow until SB time.
It IS my education, and I know that one gets out of it what one puts in, but it just ended up being painful.
This is how I'm feeling. I'm going to continue to not just rely on the discussions taking place in class. Look forward to more of Aimee Discusses Class Subjects in Bitches. With proper forewarning, of course.
Isn't the whole group experience, butting your brain up against other people's and using group discussion to, at the very least, illuminate why you think what you think and force you to be more articulate in stating it, part of the whole point of capital-E Education?
Yup. At least, in my tiny little brain. One of the reasons that I chose to go with an on-line degree program is that I participate in discussions here and in LJ and elsewhere that I normally wouldn't if I were in a traditional classroom. Evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, I tend to clam up and not say anything for fear of saying something wrong or stupid. I know that's how one learns, but the embarassment overpowers the learning that I could get from being wrong. I don't feel safe to be dumb elsewhere as I do here.
What would our mascot be?
The Brainworm!
Have you the brainworms?!?
ION, I am so tremendously nerdy that when I read a headline on MSN that said "Inside A Rock Camp for Girls," I assumed it was about geology.
No, seriously.
Not exactly geology, you big square....
I chose to go with an on-line degree program is that I participate in discussions
This is exactly why Buffistas is my first and probably last online community...the intelligent, compassionate and sometimes fierce exploration here is exactly what I expected from an on-line phud program. Complete with international flair!
Turned out to be not so much.
Cont'd from above - Plus. Being online enables me to be able to look shit up before talking about it. A cheat of sorts, but more often than not, it's helped make a further point or not post something at all if I was wrong.
be able to look shit up
The one and only excellent part of the program...access to incredible databases.
Cont'd from above - Plus. Being online enables me to be able to look shit up before talking about it. A cheat of sorts, but more often than not, it's helped make a further point or not post something at all if I was wrong.
Yes, this. With an online classroom, I can take the time to formulate my responses. Too bad many of our classmates don't take advantage of this.
As usual, I have a teammate who isn't pulling her weight. I just left her a voice mail asking for her response, in any manner, by noon. And this assignment is bloody simple too. So frustrating.