I teach English part-time. Mostly Lit, not Composition. But I am so pathologically obsessed with usage that every semester the same thing happens: once I’ve had to read my students’ first set of papers, we immediately abandon the regular Lit syllabus and have a three-week Emergency Remedial Usage and Grammar Unit, during which my demeanor is basically that of somebody teaching HIV prevention to intravenous-drug users. When it emerges (as it does, every term) that 95 percent of these intelligent upscale college students have never been taught, e.g., what a clause is or why a misplaced ‘only’ can make a sentence confusing or why you don’t just automatically stick a comma after a long noun phrase, I all but pound my head on the blackboard; I get angry and self-righteous; I tell them they should sue their hometown school boards, and mean it. The kids end up scared, both of me and for me. Every August I vow silently to 'chill about usage’ this year, and then by Labor Day there’s foam on my chin. I can’t seem to help it. The truth is that I’m not even an especially good or dedicated teacher; I don’t have this kind of fervor in class about anything else, and I know it’s not a very productive fervor, nor a healthy one– it’s got elements of fanaticism and rage to it, plus a snobbishness that I know I’d be mortified to display about anything else.
—  David Foster Wallace, “Authority and American Usage”

Lookie! An older human version of Atacamite! Well she’s like in highschool or college here so eh. In this she works at the library and stuff and helps other students carry stuff sometimes. Because of this her kindness gets abused but she doesn’t really mind and is usually just happy and cheery.
Sometimes she gets bullied but doesn’t mind that either. An little unknown fact about her is that she can sing AND dance and also fight because mama Labs taught her to ( labra-dork-ite/ i-am-not-a-nugget that’s you).
She usually keeps those things on a down low and only does that when she enters competitions and other things. She actually has better clothing than her usual get up which makes her look hotter than her normal clothes (Secret life).
And she usually wears her glasses even though they’re not needed too much.

As I got into college, I realised that exams are not just tests of how hard you studied, but are tests of intellectual capabilities and luck. I have seen questions on the exam paper that were never taught, questions that lecturers tipped the other classes about and questions designed to fail students. Only the students who somehow received a heads up or ones that possess exceptional intelligence are capable of getting good grades. I do not know what kind of a system this is, but it is not what I signed up for.

A day in the life of a college student..

So in my technical English writing class today, the teacher gave out the grades for last test. Suffice it to say, non had actually passed. We were supposed to write a formal letter and a memo to someone so that they can test our formatting and organization skills. Sounds easy, right? WRONG. Apparently, our lecturer was not the one who marked our test papers, it was someone else to prevent marking bias. The thing is, you’re taught by a person for 14 weeks only to have another mark the papers is bullshit. The other teacher was so strict the highest mark she gave was 43/75!!
What made it worse is that our teacher was like “she failed your class so I failed hers hahaha sweet revenge” sweet revenge my ass! Who are the affected party? Definitely not you and her. If you have a personal feud, please take it some place else. Students can get sick of bad grades, they can get scolded, lose their scholarships, etc..
And then there was this part where she was like “ I don’t like the way you write -5 marks, I disagree with you -5 marks” wtf? I thought the idea was formatting and organization not whether you agree or disagree with me!! I hate this course so much. It’s an elective and I chose it thinking it’ll benefit me in the long run. What a complete waste of time. My GPA is affected, I’m stressed, and I don’t know how to explain this to my parents because they wouldn’t believe it when I tell them I failed an english course -_-

Okay, I am utterly ashamed of my college. This man, Father Hall, was a priest of the Seton Hall University community. He is known for being supportive of the LGBT+ community. He was FIRED from the university for posting a photo in support of the “NO H8” campaign. He did NOT speak against the Church, but spoke for the love and tolerance I was taught and believed that Catholicism. As a lesbian student, this is a devastating and terrifying event. Not only did I lose support from Father Hall, but what next? Expulsion for kissing another girl? An F for holding her hand. This has to stop.

Tumblr, I ask that you sign this petition to reinstate Father Hall back to the Seton Hall community. He truly supported us and spoke for peace towards the LGBTQ+ community when we felt that there was no safety for us. Father Hall is a great man. Please sign and please reblog and share share share. I want to feel support again


so i’m taking a math class over the summer that’s required and dumb, but today was the first day of class and my professor is the coolest guy. he’s a 5th year PhD student in the mathematics department and he’s only a little bit awkward and he makes funny little jokes and he taught us about pi and how the Chinese are currently dealing with the criminal on an island dilemma (i know what that means !!!!!) and binary code and how criminals try to hack our online transactions and how it almost never works because binary is so cool and i’m just a happy little camper rn

I’m happy i was able to attend my old college professor Dr. Anahid Keshishian’s play last night. She was friends with my aunt that passed away when I was 12 and taught us Armenian when we were only kids. Then later she was one of my #UCLA professors and one of the very first people to support my music career. Over the years she always played my #music for her students in class and also introduced me to her niece Soseh Keshishian who sings the chorus on #OpenWounds (and several other songs we collaborated on). Thank u for all you do and much love always! (at Artn-Shant TV station)

130th recipient of help (livelihood bicycle)


“Education is an admirable thing. But it is good to remember from time to time that many things most worthy cannot be taught.”

Sonu Nirmal (22)

Dhobi (Laundry service) and Student.

So I came across this young fellow riding a bike on Perry Cross Road and entering my building. I wondered “Someone as young as him should be in college. In an ideal world. How come he is lugging laundry clothes around?”

Sonu’s family is from UP. They own some amount of agriculture land there, but they do not cultivate it as much as they could. They not only lack working hands to cultivate the plot, but the income from agriculture on a small pocket of land is insufficient to run their household. His father is a dhobi too, in Bandra west, and father and son work the press together.

Sonu is educated till the 12th class, and he has plans of going to college to complete his graduation. He has dreams, not just for himself but for his siblings too. There was no way that we would not have helped this fellow, I thought, as he continued to pour out his story to me.

Sonu began working along with his father when he was in the 7th class. His father would not keep well, and on his own accord Sonu began to help his father and iron the clothes and ride out to clients to collect and deliver them. He began by working only on days his father was unwell and could not work. And because his father remained unwell for longer periods of time now and then, Sonu began to assist him full time.

While working with his father, Sonu has managed to study till the 12th class by attending night school. He knows the importance of education and is very determined to graduate, and also determined to make his younger siblings a graduate too.

I was very impressed by this young fellow, studying and working in the same breath. As he sat in front of me, very shy speaking to me, maybe because he perceived me as very well to do or some kind of angelic benefactor, (I am not either of these) I reflected on my own past.

I was in awe of him as he done more for his family (because of their unfortunate circumstances) in less than two decades than I have done for mine (thanks to my fortunate circumstances) in more than two. In the sense of earning a livelihood. Supporting his father in their family profession.

At 22, I was mostly confused about what stream of education to swim in, and sometimes chasing many other things, beyond adventure, on a Honda MTX 80 CC water-cooled radiator motor cycle with a high compression engine that helped me perform ‘wheelies’ when I wanted to show-off . This was between being utterly confused whether I should become an Engineer, a Pilot or be in films.

Oscar Wilde had said, “Education is an admirable thing. But it is good to remember from time to time that many things most worthy cannot be taught.”

Sonu, at the age of ten or twelve, must have not known of this quote of Oscar Wilde, yet he lived it. By taking the reins of his father’s profession in his hands, sharing the challenges and burdens that arrived by his father falling ill now and then. Had Sonu not taken the reins of his father’s profession in his own hands, his younger siblings would not be going to school today, I think.

No amount of education could have taught him that. Sonu does not want his younger siblings to become Dhobis. He too is ambitious to stop this profession once he graduates, and stop his mother from working at people’s homes, and hopes to find a job in the mainstream.

When I found out that Sonu and his brother can use a bicycle to save bus fare travelling to school or college, I decided to offer to buy his a regular bike, what we term as a road bike sometimes, and not the livelihood roadsters we always donate. Not that the regular road bikes cannot be used for earning a livelihood, for carrying goods of trade. I have seen s few people deliver newspaper and milk on the regular road bikes.

I asked Sonu, since he was very grateful that we have helped him, even though we consider it to be a tiny assistance, has he ever helped a stranger. He cried then.

When his tears flowed, I realized he was probably feeling bad or embarrassed that he had not. It was not my intention to make him feel bad, or embarrassed, that’s if he felt those emotions. I was simply curious and my tone and words reflected that.

But I think I did want to make him realize that even someone like him can help someone far less privileged than what we consider him or he may consider himself. I think he got that. Somewhere he must have got that.

To make him feel proud about the fine fellow he came across to me, even though I think he felt he had not helped a stranger ever, I made him realize how much he has done for his family: From the age of ten or twelve, giving his father, who was unwell, a helping hand and earning a livelihood in the absence of his father was by itself very commendable. To work in the day for your family and attend night school is commendable.

Furthermore, he must also feel proud of the dreams he has, of not just educating his younger siblings, but his own ambition to become a graduate while he continues to be a dhobi. All these facts from his life so far are by themselves enough for someone like us to appreciate and respect immensely, and even offer to buy him a new bicycle to replace his old dilapidated one.

Clint Eastwood had said – “Respect your efforts. Respect yourself.  Self respect leads to self discipline and self confidence.” I think this is what I tried to imbibe in this young student and professional before he left. I think he got that. I hope he did. Because it is good to remember from time to time that many things most worthy cannot be taught.

There is one thing he must have learnt very clearly. The very first opportunity life presents to him in his path to help a stranger, provided it is within his time and money resources, this young man will. I know he will. His tears earlier, though silent, had confided that to me.

Thank you to Dr Manoj Bhatia, Sonika and Rajeev Munjal, and Surabhi Shah for contributing towards the purchase of this new bicycle for Sonu. He contributed half the cost for the same.

And thank you to Kohinoor Cycles (http://kohinoorcyclestores.blogspot.com/)  Siddharth Vora (https://www.facebook.com/siddharth.vora.58?fref=ts) for the good discount and service.



(PS - Rs 3000 is what it takes to donate a new bicycle; yes, because the balance, 2000 to 2500, is contributed by the recipient. :) )


2nd :)

I’ve read the article ‘”Why Designer’s Can’t think” by Michael Bierut, and in my understanding, it tells us about Graphic designing and Graphic designing as a profession. I would have to agree on the article about how graphic designing can only be self taught and that you can still prosper with the talent you have. Now that there are schools that provide Graphic designing as a course, many students who have a passion and talent for designing can now have proper training and be professionals in the future. Graphic designing as a course or a program, requires subjects that are connected to it, like art, drawing, desgning, concept developing, etc. It may be true that when you go for graphic designing and study it at a university or college, you will have to study and learn more things because there is more to graphic designing than there is. I would also say that Graphic designing can also be self taught, because as long as you have talent and passion, all you have to do is learn through experience and sometimes through observation. Graphic designing does not really require books or studies, but we can still improve through reading and learning. In my opinion, graphic designing requires learning through both books and experience. In order for you to know more you have to read books, and in order for you to gain personal knowledge you have to have experience, because simply reading from books or just from observing will not let you have direct experience of things. 

Notes Essays—Peter Thiel’s CS183: Startup—Stanford, Spring 2012

Notes Essays—Peter Thiel’s CS183: Startup—Stanford, Spring 2012

Thiel is the guy who co-founded PayPal with Max Levchin and Elon Musk and served as its CEO.

He co-authored Zero to One with Blake Masters

// A Note from Peter Thiel

In 2012 I taught a class at Stanford called Computer Science 183: Startup, in which I told my students what I know about the world and how to change it. Blake Masters, then a law student at Stanford, took detailed notes on the class and posted them online. People read and discussed them widely, on the Stanford campus, and even in the New York Times.

Blake’s notes captured the excitement in the room, but there’s no reason why the future should happen only at Stanford, or in college, or in Silicon Valley. To start a wider conversation, we have refined and expanded on the best ideas from the class to make a richer, fresher, more readable text. Zero to One is about learning from Silicon Valley why and how the most valuable businesses in the world are the ones that solve problems in new ways rather than competing on well-trodden paths. We hope you enjoy and profit from it.


These are the original notes scribed by Masters..