Monday, September 14, 2009
Computers on campus
For the past couple of THR 403 classes we have talked about the frusdtrating way that Stony manages our technology on campus. The university does not have enough laptops or desktop computers on campus to satisfy the needs of the students. Instead of personal laptops for everyone, people hover over each other in the limited spaces of the SINC site to get their work printed out, or their e-mails checked. The amount of money students have to spend on technology in their tuition could buy a decent hp computer. Many of us have online quizzes and projects and we can't get everything done when we want because we're fighting for internet service or the computer lab. My compaq computer is slow and frustrating to work with and if I need to get something done fast I have to ten-fifteen minutes to get to a lab. SBU should seriously consider spending their money elsewhere for the hard working students.
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Friday, September 11, 2009
yom kippur...
Naturally G-d hits me with a dilemma on my holiest holiday, yom kippur.My friend Michael is turning 21 on the holiday weekend and my mother thinks that she can stop me from celebrating with my best friend's birthday who's turning 21.
Friends and family have always been more faithful, so I think my actions are justified by list of importance in my life.
Friends and family have always been more faithful, so I think my actions are justified by list of importance in my life.
errands
I apologize for my previous post that was a bit harsh towards bloggers. Even so, my feelings are the same, I just wouldn't put it out there like that.
Anyway, as of now I'm running errand after errand for my mother. Even though she does a lot for me, I feel like the bag boy at Waldbaums. I have to pick up groceries, dry cleaning, my little cousin and then I work for myself for a couple of hours and I'm tired. I feel like wheni ask for certain things that I actually DO need, it's swept aside until "next week." I can't really can't compromise with my mom but I'd like for her to help me out with certain things I do need. She's the greatest but I don't think she listens carefully to thins.
Anyway, as of now I'm running errand after errand for my mother. Even though she does a lot for me, I feel like the bag boy at Waldbaums. I have to pick up groceries, dry cleaning, my little cousin and then I work for myself for a couple of hours and I'm tired. I feel like wheni ask for certain things that I actually DO need, it's swept aside until "next week." I can't really can't compromise with my mom but I'd like for her to help me out with certain things I do need. She's the greatest but I don't think she listens carefully to thins.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
revealing
Why do the bloggers feel it necessary to complain about their lives on a public forum constantly? And most importantly, why do readers want to read about other peoples petty problems and opinions? I don't think anyone necessarily wants to hear about other peoples issues, but they do want to feel like they have distant friends...a cyber friendship, I suppose. Personally, I would not be blogging if I wasn't assigned to, but I am and so I'll write. I'll write until I meet the required quota and might never blog again. Unless someone shows me valuable reasons to blog, I'll be against it until then.
Grant ideas flow in and out of my head and one of the possibilities was to go around campus and a few other of my frequent environments, and ask how they feel about blogging. All of my friends are on facebook, and many are also on twitter. They feel they're important enough for others to read about what they're doing, I wonder what others may think. I'll think of more ideas as the days go by, and in that time you can guess that I still dislike blogging.
Grant ideas flow in and out of my head and one of the possibilities was to go around campus and a few other of my frequent environments, and ask how they feel about blogging. All of my friends are on facebook, and many are also on twitter. They feel they're important enough for others to read about what they're doing, I wonder what others may think. I'll think of more ideas as the days go by, and in that time you can guess that I still dislike blogging.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Weekends
I think it's strange that every time I'm on vacation I have the need to do something productive, but when I'm at school I don't want to do anything but lie around, eat cake or check my facebook on every half hour. The will to do something different than what we're doing must be a natural human feeling. "The grass is always greener on the other side" makes complete sense, so how do we ever find satisfaction in what we're doing? I enjoy knowing that I'm getting an education and knowing it will help me a lot in the long run, but I never really want to go to class or do the work...however I do what I have to do... even though all of us don't want to do a lot of things we do them, and even though we want to do many other things, we suppress those feelings. Why do we torture ourselves into doing things we have to do to help us in "long run."
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Garry Marshall Movies
The usual cinema major would despise a heart warming film like Runaway Bride and Princess Diaries because it's predictable and safe. I would say I'm very much the typical film major, however some predictable movies like RB and PD are easy to watch and give an occasional smile or chuckle. Neither movie seems realistic at all, and no one can transform from the ogre to the princess like Anne Hathaway can. I guess that sometimes there are those stories and movies that make you happy at the end because it gives you a justified, "nice" ending. Richard Gere doesn't do anything very well besides silly romantic comedies but he sort of makes it okay to like those boring, happy people. To make it very clear though, very, very, very few films that are safe Hollywood films get onto my film list, and I'd rather watch a three hour indy film any day.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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