Fly Me to The Moon

“The moon, I want to go to the moon.” “For what? Wealth? Fame and fortune? There has to be a why” “I don’t know, I just want to go. Every Monday has its ups and downs. I stayed in bed for a while in the morning, it was about 7:30, ground the beans and made coffee, then opened Apple Reminders to check my list. I backed up my data, updated my finance page on Notion, took my tarot out of the drawer, drew my weekly horoscope, and posted my Scarecrow Weekly Vol. 3. Then I opened up VS Code to fix the look of the blog. I feel like a florist, tending to every detail to my heart’s content. I haven’t done much with my desk or bed lately, probably because I’ve turned my attention to the website. After about half an hour of work, finally feeling satisfied, I heard my roommates closing the door through my headphones and realized it was time to go to class again. They always leave half an hour early, and I always wait for them to leave before I clean up, the time is just right for me. The first class on Monday was Java Advanced Programming, and I had to meet a teacher I’ve always disliked. I generally don’t want to talk to him, and even looking at the PPTs he posted in the group during class seemed like a waste of time to me. He seemed confident that there was no textbook for the class, and said that he had spent a year preparing for the class, but all I saw was some poorly laid out class materials with little logical coherence between chapters, and shallow content in each section. The biggest use of the information he gave was as a table of contents and index to let me know what I should look up online to read. He seems to have majored in network communication, but I can’t say much about the rest, but he doesn’t seem to be proficient in what he teaches, Java web development, at least not enough to be a teacher to his students. He kept making mistakes that infuriated me: he treated the window object in JavaScript running in the browser as Windows, and then said that this was the way Microsoft provided it. He emphasized the importance of English in the first class, and in some classes after that (even though most of the time I thought he was just bragging about his not-so-good English skills), such as the IDEA interface should not be set in Chinese, but in English, and the naming of variables should be in English, and if you don’t know it, you should look it up yourself. However, his English ability can be said to be very bad. The prefix of the courseware he made for Java Advanced Programming is GaoChapter, where Gao is the pinyin for “Gao”. …… He writes product as produce, which is pronounced as “普罗打死”. In his classroom, he writes pay as puy, which rhymes with buy. He pronounces Java as Jawa, quartz as crazy, jQuery as jKuyi, var as value, and person as “wow”. He pronounced person as poison, he pronounced session as section, and when he saw that I wrote my comments in English, used javadoc, and wrote a Boolean expression without using if-else, he decided that my method for determining whether a triangle is correct was copied and pasted from the Internet (I can’t count the number of times he’s assigned this kind of work). (I can’t count the number of times he’s assigned this kind of homework ……) When he was talking about front-end (actually, he just mentioned it in one of the classes), he repeatedly said “make the interface prettier”, and then he taught us how to write CSS to make the headings “big red font” and then he taught us how to write CSS to make the headings “big red font”. “big red font”. As an educator, it is clear that you can use the educational version of the software openly and honestly, but encourage students to buy pirated software account …… on Taobao On his class I had the idea of skipping class for the first time, but he happened to be the only teacher who found out that students skipped class would report the list to the counselor. I don’t know where he got his confidence from, he always thought he was super intuitive and said he knew someone wasn’t coming when he looked at them and thought something was wrong. So this day between classes, he told the counselor that he just do not feel that people are not all, would have liked to name the le.