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  1. It's going to be a long day for us on the East Coast so let's share some stories. Everyone has their favorite college party/girl story but there were also epic moments with regards to academic situation so let's hear some.

    I have a lot of success stories from college but I'll start with a high school one.

    Senior year taking AP Lit, I hate this rookie teacher and I especially hate literature and language. It's also my first class in the morning so I'm barely awake during it. I walk into class, sit down and she tells the class to take out a pen and paper to start our in-class essay on the Metamorphisis. I clearly didn't read the book like the rest of the class and tell her that I didn't read it. She said write something down and hand it in. So I wrote, "I haven't read this book." So she calls my dad who is pretty angry but also laughs it off because the teacher said I could read the short story that night and write the essay at home. Got a 96 on it which was top 5 in the class, lol.

    College- I attended probably about 25% total of all my classes.

    Calc I - only attended midterm and final, got 100 and 99 although this isn't something to brag about since I took BC Calc in HS and got a 5 but meh w/e.

    Calc II- thought it would be easy, didn't attend classes like normal cause I thought I knew it all from HS. I get an email from the professor saying he has never seen me in class. I come in the next class with some made up story about working and family and w/e other crap I could throw in and he buys it. I attend a few more classes, just enough to show my face and get an A in the class (really hard final, thank god it was curved)

    Financial Management- Professor was a traveling professor from South Korea. Obv a real strict guy. So he noticed that students weren't attending his classes after the first one and found this insulting. He starts a new policy where at the start of every class he would hand out a quiz. This served the dual purpose of monitoring attendence because he could see who was handing in problems plus it forced the students to read material at home to have any idea what the problem was going to be. So all I did was come into class for 2 mins, do the quiz, hand it in and stealthily leave the class room because he would monitor the door after people left. From his quiz examples in class and his finals recommendations sheet on what we had to know, I knew the exact problems that were going to be on the test. Even if we didn't cover them in class but I knew he was going to ask obscure topics from the recommendations sheet. We were allowed one two-sided page of notes and I copied problems from my text book on these obscure topics, was the only one in the class. Class takes the final, can obviously see people sweating in their chairs and hear "WTFs" but I finish the exam in about an hour, hand it in and get highest grade in the class, a 92. Mean was a 68.

    Operations/Supply Chain- didn't go to class but little did I know that the professor issued pop quizzes (4) throughout the semester because he noticed kids weren't showing up. I never heard about this and missed all the pop quizzes which was about 25% of my grade. Last day of regular classes I have about a 10 minute conversation with him about grade theory (like wtf) where I basically say if you think I don't deserve at least an A- for how much smarter I am than my classmates then don't give it to me but always know you will be wrong. This is before I've taken the final too, lol. I tell him I'll ace his final and it won't be a challenge. He says ace the final and then he'll think about it. I obviously kill it and he tells me it's ridiculous that I can ace his final without going to class. I was honest with him and told him that it's my normal thing to not attend classes. He gave me an A- for the class.

    Marketing- I hate the soft business classes. I'm a pure finance and math guy so anything other than that really doesn't interest me. First I make sure to register for the class as late as possible which was 3 weeks into the semester. First day I show up I make sure to not tell my professor my name because I know I will never be attending this class, just want to get the course materials saying I signed up late and hopefully he would forget my face. Midterm comes along, I sit in the back of the classroom and he comes right up to me and says "How nice to see you [my name], finally coming to a class?" I just look at him and say "How do you know my name?" (lol) and he says he looked up my profile after not recognizing the name on his class roster (damn him). I get like a B- on the midterm. Obviously I'm arrogant enough to not go to class after he knows I'm not attending and is taking attendence daily but I really didn't care for this grade. Come into the final cramming for only a day (this was common for all my classes, I crammed for every single final, forgot to mention that above). Surprisingly the final was pretty easy for me and I got an A. He gave me a B in the course however cause he hated me.

    And my favorite one is of my Antiquity and the Renaissance class which is some horrible class analyzing and relating the Bible to works in the Renaissance. Now a few things: 1) This was a freshman course that I put off until senior year because I knew I was going to get like a D or C in it and didn't want it affecting my GPA when I was interviewing for jobs; 2) Class attendence is mandatory, miss more than 4 and for each one you miss you lose an entire letter grade; 3) I'm an atheist so reading the Bible for it's literary value as a work by itself and relating it to later works was brutal and 4) There is no curve for this class with there being 2 essays, a midterm, a final and a recitation all counting for my grade. 95-100 was an A, 90-94 was an A-, etc., so it's easy to mess up one thing and get a B- or C+.

    Now, with mandatory attendence I obviously went but there was no way I was going to listen to this hippy professor lecture. I brought my laptop and played PLO every class (laptops banned too but I sat in the back corner and he didn't see my laptop). I read none of the books going into the final. I do my best cram job ever and get an A on the final!!! A MOTHERFUCKING A!!!!!!!!!!! The final had passages where we had to guess the work, author and the character in the book. Then I wrote this essay relating The Prince, The Courtier, Confessions of some Saint and the Bible out of no where. Since I got between a 95 and a 100 that means all parts of my test were very good. My family laughs over this because there is no way this was even possible. Got a B+ for the course which is sick considering my EV was a C.

    And this is how I arrived at my current job :-)
     
  2. In my college speech class on the last day of class before finals week the teacher announced that my grade was so high the final didn't matter. I got up and left while the rest of the class, I assume, studied for the final. Lol at having a final in Speech anyway.
  3. I attended every single minute of every single class all four years. Every class was mandatory.

    Leets you sound like you were a complete douche in college. It doesn't sound like you challenged yourself at all either. With your brains you should have been pre-med or something.
  4. Had an Economics of Latin American class with a really tough teacher. I sat quiet in the back corner usually hung over and stoned wearing an old flannel and jeans but I always payed attention even though it probably looked like I was sleeping. After the first test he would call each person up to get it from him I assume to match the face with the grade. He said only 2 people got an A in the class after the first test and when he called my my name and I walked up to him he gave me a puzzled look and the following the conversation took place.

    Teacher: You Zach?
    Me: Yes
    Teacher: Really?
    Me: Yes
    Teacher: (Another puzzled look)

    I felt like a champion walking back to my seat with my fresh A.
  5. College was a pretty big breeze for me.

    My first year before I transferred, I was at Iowa State. I did a whole year of classes there and barely went to any of them and still had a 3.2 GPA. I'd sometimes just take the whole week off and there were classes I attended only 5 times the whole semester (Geology).

    I then transferred to DePaul for my last 4 years, It is a private school so they said attendance was manditory and we had small classes (25-50) but I would still skip about 25% of all classes (more if the teacher didn't care). I usually took 1-2 night classes each quarter (you would take 3-4 total classes a quarter and we had practice during the day and I didn't want to take super early a.m. classes). Night classes were the best because I would always skip at least 3 of the 10 and usually leave early the other half.

    I got my degree in business adminstration and overall I would see it was quite easy. There were a handful of classes I actually went and payed attention and buckled down to get a passing grade (Calc I - B, Calc II - B+, Accounting 101 - C, Accounting 102 C). Other than these classes pretty much every class I would just show up, text and go on my cell phone the whole class and take about 4 hours or so to cram before the midterm and then do the same thing again for the final.

    I graduated with a 3.05 and put in very very minimal work and had a ton of fun. I will say that the most gratifying thing was in those 4 classes when I actually buckled down and learned the material and executed it on the final, it made me feel good about myself.

    *** One thing I swore by was ratemyprofessor.com and signing up for classes at the earliest possible date, this ensured that I got the best/easiest classes and I am 100% positive it saved me a whole lot of work because I know people who didn't do this and had basic classes that were absolute hell for them due to the teachers they had.
    Edited By: BigEarn7 Aug 27th, 2011 at 05:59 PM
  6. I once took calc with a couple friends and got a D+, then I retook it the next semester by myself and got an F.
  7. freshman and sophmore year i went to class prob around 75% of the time, except for my 2 math classes. I took honors math in high school and these were easier than some of those classes, so i just went for the exams and got A's. Some classes i was legit interested in. Psychology, Business Law, Accounting for a while. Others i hated and either didn't go or slept. Art Appreciation, Spanish.

    Had a 3 something after 2 years,(3.3 maybe?), then my junior year i legit didn't go to any class, and didn't study a bit for any test(was really starting to play poker and not give a shit about school). Made enough money that year to pay for failing all my classes and start my career as a poker player. Now, im really wishing i hadn't done that. back in school again with this poker bs and not knowing wtf im gonna do in 5 years.
     
  8. I got paid by a guy's father to write his senior paper in his major. Needed an A to graduate. Binked the A and the $500.
     
  9. I wrote a 15 page research paper the day it was due (even though I had all semester to work on it) and got a B...class was at 9am so I woke up at 5am and finished in like 2 hours iirc
  10. Why can't we combine favorite academic and girl stories? This is a pretty embarrassing story, but I also think it's super hilarious in hindsight:

    Sat across the room from this very cute girl freshman year in my anthropology class. The room was structured so that half the seats were on one side and the other half on the other side, facing each other directly, so the girl and I were directly lined across from each other. We had several brief eye contact moments, but someone would always pull away quickly. Tried to time my walks to the door with her every week but always failed, so I had never even spoken to her.

    Day of the final, I decided I wasn't going to miss out on talking to her. So I went in knowing that if she finished the test before me, I would just fill in "C" for whatever questions I hadn't gotten to and would walk out with her. My grades in the class to that point were good enough to where a bad final probably wouldn't hurt my grade too bad.

    Anyway, she finished the test while I was on #43 of a 50 question exam. Filled in C for the rest of my answers, handed it in, and got to her in the hallway just before she left. We hit it off immediately, but then she told me that she was transferring out of the school tomorrow (this was her last final) because she hated it there and she said she wished she had met me sooner. Oopsies. We did hang out that night. Nothing happened. Never saw her again after that, so her story checks out.

    We never got the final exam grades back, but I got an A- in the course so it couldn't have been too bad. Still this was literally the stupidest (at its purest definition) thing I ever did for a girl.

    Cliffs:
    --Willingly tanked a final exam just to talk to a girl
    --She was transferring out of the school
    --Got an A- in the class anyway

    This also leads to the discussion: if you were picking a random answer on a multiple choice exam, do you choose A, B, C, or D?
    Edited By: Mkind16 Aug 27th, 2011 at 06:47 PM
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  11. Water Resource Economics. Four tests, 25% of grade apiece. I probably went to class once every two weeks. Showed up one day and professor is handing back a test. I begin to sweat, panic and curse my failure to look at the syllabus. After class, I tell the prof that I missed the test. He says "no problem" and lets me take it the next week (with a bunch of others who were in the same boat).

    Since I had a solid 'A' in the class, I barely studied and figured I had a good enough grasp of the material to do well. Test was an essay with six questions about exciting topics like water adjucation and acre footage. It may as well have been in Korean. I didn't even know what the questions meant, much less how to answer them.

    Since I was pretty much fucked, I decided my best course of action was to re-write each question over and over with different wording. I ended up writing six pages of nonsense. I figured I had earned an 'F', but hoped that it was high enough to at least still have a 'C'.

    I got the test back the next week. 96%. I think he just skimmed it, thought "tl;dr" and gave me two more points than I had earned on the first test.
  12. The best academic story not involving a girl:

    11th grade physics. Teacher had let us know that he was leaving the school at the end of the year and clearly didn't give a shit, played favorites, etc. Nobody really took his class seriously. So on one of his exam questions, rather than write the answer to whatever the question was, I wrote a recipe for how to make cookies. Got an A+. He just put a giant check mark over my answer. My friend, who the teacher hated, actually tried on the exam but the teacher gave him a D.

    Later that year, I didn't do one of his homework essays, so I just printed something I found on a search engine, put quotation marks around it, wrote a works cited entry on the bottom, and handed it in. Got full credit. That guy was the man.
    Edited By: Mkind16 Aug 27th, 2011 at 06:53 PM
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  13. I FREAK out when speaking in front of people. When I'm nervous in general I stammer and stumble over words. 2nd year of college my mother bribed me to take a public speaking class b/c she thought it would help to get over my phobia. 2nd week of classes was 9/11. It was an 8-930a class, and kid who was sitting next to me kept getting calls on his cell phone. He said it was his dad and he needed to answer it so he went outside. He came back in hysterical crying saying his dad worked in the WTC and just said that a plane hit the building and he wasn't going to make it b/c he was too high up and he was calling to tell him he loved him and to take care of his mom for him. The teacher flipped out that it was the worst prank ever and if he was lying he was getting an F for the semester. I went to class the next week and the kid obviously wasn't there and it spooked me and I never went back. My mom understood and told me to take PS the following semester and I did. First time "speaking" in front of like 25 people in this TINY classroom (so it seemed like there was more people then there was) and I started shaking and literally couldn't get the first word out. The prof said "any day now" and I honestly couldn't get the words out and walked out and never took public speaking again.
  14. wow thats insane, poor fella
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    Originally Posted by (oIo) View Post

    I attended every single minute of every single class all four years. Every class was mandatory.

    Leets you sound like you were a complete douche in college. It doesn't sound like you challenged yourself at all either. With your brains you should have been pre-med or something.

    Why the fuck would I be pre-med? They have like 8 years of ridiculous school, no social life, 2 year residency, massive debt and finally make money at like 32. While I'm trading and made 125K my first year out with the possibility of making millions in just a few years. Yea, pre-med is a waste of my brainpower IMO

    And I was a douche in college but I had a lot of fun
     
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  16. College was extremely easy for me and I graduated Cum Laude. Here are some interesting stories about my experience.

    1. My second to last semester I was filling in my graduation paperwork. I just finished my schedule for my last 12 credits and was speaking to my advisor. The advisor said everything looks good, but you need to add 2 more classes to graduate because the computer says I was 18 credits short of my 120. Yes, the computer system actually lost 2 of my classes that I took at the college, these weren't transfer credits or anything. It literally took several weeks to get this shit straightened out because the professors of those classes were no longer with the university and they had no other way to verify. I seriously thought that they were trying to coerce me to pay for two more classes in order to graduate.

    Go figure they also fucked up my wife's graduation from the same department, same school two years later. I actually had to hire an attorney to fight for her to be graduated on time.

    2. I had the worst professor ever for my Shakespeare class, which was a requirement for my English degree (she was the only one who taught it). She was an egomaniac and always in a foul mood. It was really interesting, because her husband was a professor of mine the same semester and he was awesome, but his wife was always such a bitch. For some reason she didn't like me at all the whole semester. She gave an assignment for us to summarize and present research papers done on different Shakespeare plays and present it out loud to the class. After we read out summary we were supposed to field questions from the class critiquing our analysis of the paper and making us defend the paper as if we wrote it ourselves. Everyone else got really cool papers from famous authors, but she made me present one of her own papers. So it's already not kosher that she's making me present her own research paper, but her paper was really poorly written and made no sense. For example, it had no thesis statement and no real analysis at all.

    So I presented her shitty paper to the class without saying who wrote it because I knew it would be a problem when I had to field questions because I'd clearly embarrass her if people found out that she wrote it. I also couldn't lie and use anything that wasn't in the paper to defend it so there was no BSing it. When I took the questions, which clearly couldn't be answered by her shitty paper I was honest and said that the author didn't present their case very well and I couldn't defend their position. So during the 15 minutes of questions I received a continual death stare. She gave me a B on the assignment, no idea why.

    Throughout college I thought I'd use my English major to teach and taking her class and being so miserable in it made me completely lose interest in teaching.
  17. I have many more failure stories from school than successful ones but one good one I had was from my Short Stories in Context class my second semester freshman year.

    Our professor was a goofy guy but he was cool. After our first few papers he was annoyed at all the grammatical errors and emphasized that it was unacceptable at the college level to be turning in papers like our class had been. There were about 60 students combined in the two Short stories classes that he taught and for the next paper we had he offered everyone an opportunity to double whatever grade they received on the paper. As long as your paper met the length requirements and had NO grammatical errors, he would double the grade you received on the paper. I had gotten an A on both papers prior to this one and really wasn't even that worried, the class was easy (I was an english major, and writing papers was all I was ever really good at in college).

    Well, I wrote the paper drunk the night before it was due and I rarely proof read my own work. As I'm writing I'll go over each paragraph once it's finished and just read through it once and usually it's enough to catch any errors. Most of the time I'll still have some errors but they're usually too insignificant to really do anything to the grade on my papers so I don't worrry about it.

    I turned the paper in and assumed it wasn't perfect grammatically but still an A worthy paper so whatever. Well I got 200% on the paper and was one of two people out of both classes to have a grammatically correct paper. There was a little over a month left in the semester and my professor told me I didn't have to do anymore papers or come to class anymore unless I wanted to. We were only going to have 1 more paper and the final left and it was pretty much impossible for me to not get an A and he didn't want to waste my time. Thumbs up.
    Edited By: RyJS Aug 27th, 2011 at 07:45 PM
  18. The best is when you don't go to class for the first month and then finally decide to show up. And then when you do show up, as soon as the professor notices you, he stops class and tells you to come outside. He then informs you that you've been absent way too many times, over his limit, and have thus failed out of his class and you need to leave. You nod your head and say WELP cya later but then you realize that your backpack is still at your desk in the back of the classroom, So now you have to go back in for the awkward silent walk of shame where you try not to make eye contact with everyone staring at you who knows you just failed out cuz you were a lazy moron. That shit is the best.
  19. I didn't have a ton of classes that I could not go to . A lot of them had graded homework, and a few it just made sense to go to. I only went to 2 classes in my Strengths of Materials class, not including prelims and finals, and got an A in that.

    Thursday night of finals week my 2nd year, it was the last night before 4 of my 6 roommates were leaving for the summer and only 3 of us were getting an off campus apartment together the next year. All of them were done with finals, except me and my roommate who each had the same Differential Equations at 8am. At about 10pm we decided to get ready for bed when the other guys came in said we had to take one last shot together before they left. We thought this seemed reasonable so we went out and took a shot of tequila and sat and talked around the table.

    After 10min we poured another shot. We noticed the bottle was half gone and decided to finish it off, then we'd go to bed. I didn't mind because I had a B in the class and I needed to get a 97+ to get an A or a <40 to get a C.

    Once the tequila was gone someone mentioned that they still had half a handle of vodka that we might as well finish. I had 12 beers in the fridge and someone else had some jager.

    At about 130am all the alcohol was gone and I was finally ready for bed. some how i was convinced to go out and smoke a cigarette with them first. A few girls who lived a couple buildings down, that we never got around to meet, walked by and we started chatting them up. They were down to party and they went back to their place to get some jack, jim, and a few odd beers and girly drinks.

    When they got to our place we played a few card games to let them get a buzz on and then convinced them to play some strip foosball. Unbeknownst to them, this was the men's soccer house and we were very competitive at foosball and fifa; They all got naked pretty quick. We started to slowly separate each of them from the herd and bring them back to our rooms.

    After all that was done, they gathered their closes and left it was 6:20am . I should have just stayed up, but I thought getting an hour of sleep, taking a shower, and then going to take the final was a solid plan. We both slept through the alarm but at 7:50am one of roommates woke us up almost knocking down the door screaming "shut the fucking alarm off". It was a 15min walk to the final, so we threw on some closes and managed a half-ass jog.

    We walked in 5min late, reeking of booze and smoke. Our professor, who looked like a combination of Stephen King and Tommy Chong, shook his head and said "hope this final isn't too inconvenient for you"

    I knew I only needed to get a 40'ish so my goal was just to do a little of each problem and get as much partial credit as possible. There was no chance I was going to do eigenvectors, 2nd and 3rd order systems, complex matrix...etc... My head was pounding and i was conscious during the awful transition from drunk to hungover, where it is not clear which one you are.

    I must have passed out. Next think i know my roommate slams into my elbow, hanging over my desk, as he runs down the aisle. He slams the test down on the desk in front of the prof. and runs to the bathroom to puke. "first one done, he must have really prepared well." said the professor with a smug expression.

    I finished about 15min later knowing that I didn't get any of the four problems right but confident I had done enough work to get >40% partial credit. I walked out of the final and stopped in the student union to grab some water. I ended up buying 2 steak-egg-n-cheese bagel sandwiches because they smelled so fucking good. I ate half; They didn't agree with my stomach. I went back to my bed and slept for 12hours. I never saw what I got on the final but I got a B in the class.
    Edited By: qjuice14 Aug 27th, 2011 at 08:13 PM
     
  20. I had a college algebra professor bet me $100 that I couldn't get an A on his final cause I never showed up for class and it was comprehensive. Got a 96% on it and he has yet to pay up
  21. you academics sure like to type a lot.
     
  22. I graduated with a 2.8 accum.

    I went to class 20% of time and dont remember a teachers name or a thingi was taught.

    Unless u are a science major or studying to bea doctor or lawyer grades really dont fn matter.

    Just graduate and learn people skills and you will be ok. Maybe do good in one or two classes for reference purposes
  23.  
    Originally Posted by Prestonluv View Post

    I graduated with a 2.8 accum.

    I went to class 20% of time and dont remember a teachers name or a thingi was taught.

    Unless u are a science major or studying to bea doctor or lawyer grades really dont fn matter.

    Just graduate and learn people skills and you will be ok. Maybe do good in one or two classes for reference purposes

    Maybe that's how it used to be but to land a top job in finance or accounting or consulting or business in general, what you said is completely incorrect. If you are going to a top college to be like a teacher or a non technical skill based job then you're right
     
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  24. sigh ... i didn't take the traditional route. I went right into the workforce after high school and then took night school classes at college / university for about 10yrs while i worked a day job.

    My most frightening experience was presenting a paper on organizational behavior to a room full of university students. I was scared shitless because public speaking is totally out of my element especially at that level. Had a lot of laughs and spilled a lot of beers after classes throughout the years. No regrets.
  25. Before I joined the Navy, I pretty much just smoked weed and didn't really care too much about grades. Anyhow, I signed up for a Jazz Appreciation class which was online. Didn't turn in one thing the entire class, yet somehow ended up with an A.
  26. The Navy offers a Jazz Appreciation class?
     
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  27.  
    Originally Posted by Leet8s View Post

    Maybe that's how it used to be but to land a top job in finance or accounting or consulting or business in general, what you said is completely incorrect. If you are going to a top college to be like a teacher or a non technical skill based job then you're right


    Wll..i have been a salesman my whole lif.

    The two sales jobs i got before going back to the family business both required degrees but never asked or cared about grades.

    If you could sell yourself in the interview than that was it.

    I giess sales is a bad barometer tho as thy are unique
  28. Sales is a non-technical skill :/
     
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  29. The problem is getting yourself an interview. And if you have mediocre/bad grades without kick-ass work experience, you're going to have a hard time getting that interview.

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