PR 1A

Lila.Kwong

The most unliked class of my freshmen year and others, has to be english 2100 with professor Vecchio;; i show of dissatisfaction was displayed by me dropping the class;; and by others complaining about the class, i give them credit for staying in the class. Her way of reasoning is unnecessary or should i say unreasonable. I left the class because i didnt like how she gave a lot of work and very little time to complete it && how picky she is about how it should be done. Well then again she is the prof… but then then again the annoy part of that is she gives so many explanations to explain herself for being picky, don’t people explain themselves when they know they are wrong? So in other words she acknowledge she is wrong. I hope you readers understand what im trying to say…
anyways for our group “monologue”
we decided to act out how unreasonable and how annoying she is.
that act consist of the many things she complains about us which are:
how there are absolutely no drinks; even if its a new cup of Starbucks! she’ll make you throw it out!
No lateness or you’ll be in deep SH*t!
not accepting work done improperly: though she did not explain it!
Always making mean criticism about us.
how there is no eating in class; if you do she’ll make you throw that out too! && its a 8;30am class! WOMEN have you no common sense that we are 18-19 year old TEENS! we do not wake up on time! we wake up 10mins be4 we have to leave the house for class, do you think we have time for breakfast!
My part of the act was to do exact what i did, Drop the class.
during the act i am to tell the prof. how i dislike her and how pointless i think the class is, then storm out of the class.
This part fits me perfectly because thats how my personality is,
if you dont respect me, i will not respect you.
since she doesn’t really teach and all she does is complain then post things up for us to do without much explanation. i thought it was a waste of my time && i dont want ot be stuck with a bad grade, so i decided to drop & retake the class next semester with a , hopefully, better prof.
It’s a win, win situation for me because she has one less student to get angry over and i wont have a bad grade averaged into my GPA.
I feel the pain for my classmates though they get the class over with but hav to live with going to her class first thing on a monday morning.
oH how i pity them and yet at the same time salute them.

This is the monologue we did and you are going to see the same one for many posts because we were a big group.

Setting-english class
Vecchio opens door 5 min before class starts and says
V-why arent you in your seats yet?!?! ( makes the face)

class-walks to seats and mumbles under their breath
everyone sits
Vecchio introduces herself
V-everyone is going to fail except for nima (winks at nima)

Nima-psst albert!
A-what!
N-I have a bagel!
A-who cares!
N-Im gonna eat it now!
A-are u nuts! she’ll rape u!
N-nah bro dw she likes me
A-just go outside and eat it
NIMA LEAVES

JORDAN WALKS IN LATE with starbucks & sits near justin & starts talking
V-walks over and makes scene about his starbucks
V-do u not see what the signs say?!
J-what r u talking about? what signs?
V-(points) there, there, there, and there!
J-oh those!! i didnt see them sorry
V-well either throw it out now or im throwing u out
J-ok ur highness
V-wat’d u say!
J-i said ok no problem

VECHHIO WALKS BACK TO BOARD
Justin- (trying to get her attention) MRS!, MS!
V-no response
J-DR! TEACHER!
V-no response
J-HEY! WOMAN!
V- watd u just call me!?!
J-DENY DENY DENY
V-Only address me as DR Professor Master Vecchio Queen
J-yes commander!

V-assignment, ethical issues, is abortion right or wrong? there is no wrong answer
Danny- I think its wrong
V-wrong! how dumb can u possibly be?!?!
FAHIM-(to himself) i no this answer!
F-i think its right!
V-u think we should kill babies!? ur dumber than danny!
Albert-(raises hand slowly)
V-no questions albert!!

NIMA-(walks in) is it both?
V-yes nima ur so smart
N-speaking of abortion, look what i found! CONDOMS! (throws them in the air)
V-wow nima, since u solved the problem of abortions, u get extra credit!!
N-yay whoopie

laila-(raises hand) i dnt understand your assignment!! it doesnt ake sense and all u do is bash us!
V- too bad! since i had a tough time in school, so will u!
laila- well u no wat!?, i dnt need this class or ur annoying lectures!
I thought i could survive but I QUIT-(walks out)

start song- i will survive
-before words start, vecchio say
V-none of u will survive my class-hahahahahahaha (evil laugh)

song ends- we all get back in our seats

V- if ur done being stupid, we can get back to learning

V- WAIT! my witch senses are tingling
kevin walks in late
V- excuse me! r u in this class?
k- ye y?
v- do u no how late u r?
k- ye u got a problem with that?!
V- YE I DO!
she shoots him in the arm
K-crying and screaming all the floor
V- if anyone helps him, they get one letter deducted from their grade!
Fahim walks slowly to kevin to help him, but Vecchio sees him and shoots him in the chest killing him instantly
(FAHIM IS LEFT THERE FOR THE ENTIRE PLAY. HE ONLY GETS UP DURING THE LAST SONG)
kevin crawls to his seat

V- if u looked on blackboard last night, i assigned 2 books to be read for today
did anyone besides nima read them?
class- all mumbling that they didnt do it

omar- howd u read both books?! (to nima)
nima- wat u mean? vecchio didnt come to ur house and read it to u also??

class- DEAD SILENCE & STARES AT NIMA & VECCHIO

V- since u all read the assignment, im giving u 5 minutes to write a 10 page essay on how the book relates to this picture

pic-blank page

Qui-i dnt understand, wat is that a picture of?
V- clearly u didnt do the reading if ur asking that question
Gibran- but i read the books and i still dnt understand the picture
V- well that just means ur an idiot and didnt take notes good enough
Gibran- wat notes? u never told us to take any notes!
V- its implied that u take notes with everything! ur in college now
Gibran- screw this! life sux anyways, im gna commit suicide (leaves classroom)
V- oh good, less papers to grade (sits down in her chair)

2nd song- another one bites the dust
end song-everyone sits

Justin-yo albert u got the stuff?
A- dude not now were in class!
J-i cnt wait any longer, im dying!
A-just hold out another 10 min, ull get ur fix
J-im begging u, i need it now!
A-alright fine! take it (give justin bottle of water and cookies)
J-thanks ur a lifesaver (starts eating)

Vecchio hears justin chewing and runs to his desk
V-what the hell do u think your doing!
J- (talks with mouth full)
V-give me those cookies or ur gna fail
J-(talks with mouth full)
V-(grabs cookies and throws in garbage)
J- You monster!! (throws water at vecchio)

Vecchio starts melting
V-AHHHHH im melting!!! ahhhhh im melting!!!

Everyone sings and dancing around vecchio’s melted body
WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!

“Self-Portrait”:

I love to eat just like garfield 🙂

Setting-englsih class
Vecchio opens door 5 min before class starts and says
V-why arent you in your seats yet?!?! ( makes the face)

class-walks to seats and mumbles under their breath
everyone sitts
Vecchio introduces herself
V-everyone is going to fail except for nima (winks at nima)

Nima-psst albert!
A-wat!
N-I have a bagel!
A-who cares!
N-Im gna eat it now!
A-are u nuts! shell rape u!
N-nah bro dw she likes me
A-just go outside and eat it
NIMA LEAVES

JORDAN WALKS IN LATE with starbux & sits near justin & starts talking
V-walks over and makes scene about his starbux
V-do u not see what the signs say?!
J-what r u talking about? wat signs?
V-(points) there, there, there, and there!
J-oh those!! i didnt see them sry
V-well either throw it out now or im throwing u out
J-ok ur highness
V-watd u say!
J-i said ok no problem

VECHHIO WALKS BACK TO BOARD
Justin- (trying to get her attention) MRS!, MS!
V-no response
J-DR! TEACHER!
V-no response
J-HEY! WOMAN!
V- watd u just call me!?!
J-DENY DENY DENY
V-Only address me as DR Professor Master Vecchio Queen
J-yes commander!

V-assignment, ethical issues, is abortion right or wrong? there is no wrong answer
Danny- I think its wrong
V-wrong! how dumb can u possibly be?!?!
FAHIM-(to himself) i no this answer!
F-i think its right!
V-u think we should kill babies!? ur dumber than danny!
Albert-(raises hand slowly)
V-no questions albert!!

NIMA-(walks in) is it both?
V-yes nima ur so smart
N-speaking of abortion, look what i found! CONDOMS! (throws them in the air)
V-wow nima, since u solved the problem of abortions, u get extra credit!!
N-yay whoopie

laila-(raises hand) i dnt understand your assignment!! it doesnt ake sense and all u do is bash us!
V- too bad! since i had a tough time in school, so will u!
laila- well u no wat!?, i dnt need this class or ur annoying lectures!
I thought i could survive but I QUIT-(walks out)

start song- i will survive
-before words start, vecchio say
V-none of u will survive my class-hahahahahahaha (evil laugh)

song ends- we all get back in our seats

V- if ur done being stupid, we can get back to learning

V- WAIT! my witch senses are tingling
kevin walks in late
V- excuse me! r u in this class?
k- ye y?
v- do u no how late u r?
k- ye u got a problem with that?!
V- YE I DO!
she shoots him in the arm
K-crying and screaming all the floor
V- if anyone helps him, they get one letter deducted from their grade!
Fahim walks slowly to kevin to help him, but Vecchio sees him and shoots him in the chest killing him instantly
(FAHIM IS LEFT THERE FOR THE ENTIRE PLAY. HE ONLY GETS UP DURING THE LAST SONG)
kevin crawls to his seat

V- if u looked on blackboard last night, i assigned 2 books to be read for today
did anyone besides nima read them?
class- all mumbling that they didnt do it

omar- howd u read both books?! (to nima)
nima- wat u mean? vecchio didnt come to ur house and read it to u also??

class- DEAD SILENCE & STARES AT NIMA & VECCHIO

V- since u all read the assignment, im giving u 5 minutes to write a 10 page essay on how the book relates to this picture

pic-blank page

Qui-i dnt understand, wat is that a picture of?
V- clearly u didnt do the reading if ur asking that question
Gibran- but i read the books and i still dnt understand the picture
V- well that just means ur an idiot and didnt take notes good enough
Gibran- wat notes? u never told us to take any notes!
V- its implied that u take notes with everything! ur in college now
Gibran- screw this! life sux anyways, im gna commit suicide (leaves classroom)
V- oh good, less papers to grade (sits down in her chair)

2nd song- another one bites the dust
end song-everyone sits

Justin-yo albert u got the stuff?
A- dude not now were in class!
J-i cnt wait any longer, im dying!
A-just hold out another 10 min, ull get ur fix
J-im begging u, i need it now!
A-alright fine! take it (give justin bottle of water and cookies)
J-thanks ur a lifesaver (starts eating)

Vecchio hears justin chewing and runs to his desk
V-what the hell do u think your doing!
J- (talks with mouth full)
V-give me those cookies or ur gna fail
J-(talks with mouth full)
V-(grabs cookies and throws in garbage)
J- You monster!! (throws water at vecchio)

Vecchio starts melting
V-AHHHHH im melting!!! ahhhhh im melting!!!

Everyone sings and dancing around vecchio’s melted body
WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!

as u can see from the play that i wrote, i dnt like dr. vecchio very much. she is continuing to redicule us and be very unhelpful. also, she has no intention whatsoever of helping us become better writers. she simply tells us what a good paper should consist of but when she returns the papers, she does not indicate specifically what is wrong with the paper. when she gives us back the rubric she gives us a grade along with a couple of words that describe why our paper is not good. however when asked specifically where these things apply to in our paper, she says that its not her problem to figure that out and that we should go to the writing center to figure it out. i understand that college isnt suppose to be like high school in that the teachers do everything for u, but in a class of 20 kids, i believe that she should atleast give us some time to talk about our papers

Number Uno Blog Assignment!Posted on September 17, 2010 by Anjelica LaFurno

1) Tell us who you think you are!
I am Anjelica. I am eighteen. I are blogging. I hate grammar. Grammar hate I. But seriously, I think I’m an average girl with an average life, average everything. I aspire to greatness, which is pretty average. Right? However, I am not so sure what greatness is or how to acheive greatness. If greatness means ruling an ancient empire, well then I’ll have to pass. But if greatness means being a good person, well then sign me up! Or maybe, I’ll just sign myself up, and then I will be average and independent! Wahoo. I guess like the theme of many great literary masterpieces I am trying to find myself, not that I’m lost. Gosh, you know what I mean.
2) Share your top 3 concerns about your Freshman year @Baruch and explain why?
My top concern is finding myself so overwhelmed by school that I struggle in my classes and fail miserably. But honestly, I do not plan on that happening. I would say it is an irrational fear. My second concern would be not making any friends and lacking a social life. That’s no fun. My third concern would be not meeting my own expectations. I have high standards and I want to succeed. I am sure many others feel the same exact way.
3)So far, what do you think will make your Baruch experience different from your High School experience?
First of all, the biggest difference will be not having to ask permission to use the bathroom! No, the biggest difference is the responsibility. You manage your time, no one reminds that you have an exam next week or you have a  paper due the next day. Essentially, you are on your own, and that is a good thing. I like the idea of not being treated like some, oversized, dependent baby in an academic setting. Another difference is the much nicer schedule. It is a lot easier to manage how and when you will complete schoolwork when you are not confined to basically living in school. You go to your classes, you can then go home, or to the library, or to the park, or anywhere really. The choice is yours. And I certaintly like having choices.
4)How do you think your lst year at college will change you?
Well for one thing, I’m sure I will become a much more educated person. I will know a lot more about the world than when I first  began school at the lovely, lovely Baruch College. I will be more independent, I will know myself better. I will be an overall more diverse person in nature. I will know more about the city I live in. I will become more accustomed to public transportation. Essentially, I will change for the better. I can not think of any negative changes that will come my way by attending college. However, I know at the end of the day that I will still be me, I will still aspire for greatness, and all that Jazz. Or Hip-Hop. Or New Wave. Or whatever.

Free Write Number One

I like my intense observation skills. I do not like my mood swings, my intense swinging of moods. I like to read. I like to read a lot. I do not like math. I do not like math at all. I wish certain people in my class would respect the beauty of silence, the type of silence where you just listen, and your mouth stays closed. I am convinced that obnoxiousness befriends obnoxiousness, and remains in obnoxious bliss, together, and as strong as they are weak. Orange. Nothing rhymes with orange. I wish I had all my textbooks, so I would feel like an official student with nice, ready-to-be-read books. Questions, questions, questions. All of these kids have questions. Questions at times are rather annoying. Why are there so many boys at Baruch, too many of them. I think the female population needs to take over and start a revolution.

Free Write Number Three

A moment I felt embarassed was when I accidentally confused landing on the moon for landing on the sun. I thought: “Hey, wow, I’m the first woman to ever land on the sun!” But then, after my victory dance I realized that I wasn’t on the sun, so I settled for first woman to walk on the moon, not that I walked on the moon. I skipped or you could say bounced on the moon because of that whole zero gravity thing. My personal motto is: ” If you can’t walk on the sun, then why not the moon!?” I say it to myself whenever I’m traveling the milky way, while drinking a glass of milk, a tall glass of milk. I sometimes dream of dreams. Orange, burnt orange. The world is orange and there is no sun, and man is orange, and everything else is orange too.

I chose this picture (thank you Google for being so generous, you’re great!) because sometimes I sit in class reminding myself that no one will tell me how to succeed, it is up to me to decide how well I am going to do, and only the individual is responsible for becoming the “dunce” in college. I definitely want to avoid putting a dunce cap on my own head, so I will be good, as good as I can be.