Sunday, February 12, 2012

Success, Failure, and Asides

Last week I had some successes and failures.

Since my grandma is leaving this week, I wanted to engrave something for her before she left. I go into LA to volunteer on Fridays, so I needed to pick up some wooden blanks on Thursday. The Michael's craft store near my house was being remodeled and their inventory did not include the exact size piece I wanted. So I left early for my Thursday night class so I could pick up some wood pieces from another Michael's. The store was relatively close to Long Beach, I just had to go up the 605, stop at the shopping center, and take the 605 back down to hop on the 405 or 22. They had the wooden pieces I wanted, so I bought them and headed out. It was a quick trip in and out.

When I got to class, I was a few minutes late (the first time this semester or last I can remember being late to class). However, it was just late enough so my lab was considered late.

While it was a success I picked up the wooden blanks, it was a failure my lab was late. Now I have a couple of asides.

Aside #1 - Class Times
In Berkeley they had something called Berkeley Time. It was an official policy that said all classes started 10 minutes after their published start time. This way, a class that went from 7-8 actually lasted from 7:10-8. Most other schools will say that same class goes from 7-7:50.

Berkeley Time is great for a few reasons. First, it is a better reflection of what times classes actually start. In the several classes I have taken at Long Beach and UCI, not one of them has ever started at the exact start time. They are usually 5 minutes late, but still end at their scheduled time. In contrast, my Berkeley classes almost always started on time or were 1 minute late in starting. Second, it is so much easier for a published class schedule and talking to people to say 3-4 PM instead of 3-3:50 PM.

Aside #2 - Bad Professors
I do not like the way my professor for the above microcontrollers class does things. He cares more about the format we use to turn things in than how much we learn and understand. While how submitted work looks is very important, taking off points for trivial reasons is shallow and pedantic.

The material the labs cover is not that hard or extensive. For example, I accidentally did the work for lab 2 and submitted it as lab 1. This can only happen if the labs make such small progress from one to the next they are nearly indistinguishable.

In his defense, the professor has an interesting teaching idea. He knows some people in the class want to work hard and get an A, while others only want to do the minimum to pass. On the lab assignments, he has an optional section at the end. If you chose to do the rest of the lab and not the extra part, you can only get an 85% on the lab. However, if you chose to do the last section, it is worth the last 15% of your lab grade. This way students can put in the extra work only if they want the higher grade.

More Success and Failure
The next day I went in for my volunteering in LA. I brought along a circuit board and the parts I had to assemble for the aforementioned class so I could work on it in the evening. I had to solder 192 connections to prepare the board. I also had to be careful, because I knew the senior electrical supervisor would inspect my work when I was done. After a soldering iron that stopped working after a few connections, burning my finger, and directions that had a couple of lapses, I finished the board in a few hours. However, while I was doing this in the late afternoon, the laser lab was locked up before I could engrave something for my grandma.

Test board and computer
While it was a success I completed my board, it was a failure I could not get the item engraved for my grandma. This negated my success of the earlier day.

Yesterday I was testing the board. The only problems I found included one LED that was not working and another LED that worked 75% of the time. I will have to fix them somehow.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Great News!

Today my mom told me some news. I was excited. However, my reaction might make me a horrible person. A ticket was bought for my grandma to fly back to New York next week. Her twelve week stay will be over next week and I am thrilled.

It is not that I do not like spending time with my 92 year old grandma, or that I get overly annoyed by having to repeat myself as her hearing is terrible, or that her memory is inconstant, or that her cooking methods from last century take extra time and effort.

The problem is my dad and brother. They do almost nothing around the house or to help my grandma with things. When Grandma is staying with us, they retreat to the far corners of the house not to be seen for hours. The few things they did to help before Grandma's visit become even fewer.

Neither of them have jobs, but somehow the part-time now full-time student (me) ends up doing a lot of cleaning the house, making the meals, and helping Grandma with anything she needs help with.

I am tired of living in a house where a 92 year old woman and me are responsible for doing more work than two able bodied unemployed males. I would use the word adult or man, but those connote a level of responsibility neither of them are taking.

The last two and a half months have been the hardest of the past year.

Perhaps I am being overly dramatic. Maybe when I read this post in the morning I will decide I was too harsh. Or, I will agree with every word.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Back at The Beach

I finished my second week of the new semester at Long Beach.

My classes are Monday/Wednesday 3:30-4:45 and Tuesday/Thursday nights 6-9:45. This is great because I do not have to sit around campus with nothing to do for hours on end. I also get to miss most of the heavy traffic driving there and back. Like most people at Long Beach, I have no class on Fridays.

My three classes are Electric Control of Motors, Analog Circuits II, and Microcontrollers. The first two classes are taught by one of my professors from last semester. I like his teaching style and he knows I am a great student so everyone is happy. The motors class is the continuation of a class I liked in the fall, so it should be good. The analog circuits class might be trouble. It is a detailed examination of circuit elements like transistors and how they make complex circuits. The professor said it is one of the hardest undergraduate electrical engineering classes. While most people took the prerequisite for class last year, I took an equivalent prerequisite five years ago.

My third class, Microcontrollers, has a large programming component. I think most of it will be in assembly, which I have used before but not written. This will be my first real programming class, though I have taken a few fake programming classes before. If I can easily get away with copying and pasting the example code to do all the work, it is a fake programming class. The professor has a dry sense of humor, which I enjoy. However, he can make things harder than they need to be. For the first prelab, he had everyone make flowcharts, truth tables, and find a path through a maze (which must be computer drawn). I thought the teaching style of giving more work than necessary was left behind in high school, but I was wrong. It only took me a couple of hours to find a flowchart program online, download it, learn it, and make the required graphic. In that amount of time I could have written the program itself in C. It is great to plan things out before coding, but requiring that layer of work is beneath a junior level class for electrical engineers.

People I know
My classes have a few faces I recognize from last semester. As expected, an infamous person is in a couple of them. On the first day of class, she looked exactly the way I wanted to forget her, wearing the same grey and black shirt, off-white sweatshirt, and jeans she wore on our date. We still talk in class, but things are different. There is no excitement in seeing or talking to her.

The good news is I ran into my two friends I wanted to see. One of them even suggested we do our masters project together, which would be awesome.

When one of my professors (the good one) saw my schedule, he said I would be busy this semester. If I spend enough time doing work and learning things, this will be a great semester.