The first time I learnt about from Stanford’s Honor Code, I thought it was something too good to be true. “You mean to tell me professors let students alone during exams? How’s it possible that the students don’t cheat?” Honor code is bilateral. If students sign the code to commit to not cheating, professors must show that they trust students by not watching students during exams. It gives students abundant opportunities to cheat, while keeping the probability of being caught low.
I have taken two writing courses with Professor Elizabeth Tallent and during both courses, the same question came up: “Do men and women have discernible writing voices?” In another word, when you read an unidentified paragraph or two, can you guess the sex of the writer?
When I did the research about the value of attention for my rhetoric class, several people asked me to share the result. Here it is. I’d really appreciate it if you have any feedback for me.
If you speak the English language—I sure hope you do, because this article is written in English—you have probably come across the phrase “It’s not worth your attention”. We nonchalantly point at things and decide their value using the worth of our attention as the benchmark. We affix the verb “pay” in front of “attention” as if it is a currency we can use in a transaction. But what exactly is the worth of our attention? Say, if you have to put a price tag on it, what number would it be?
Earlier last year the New York Times published that article claiming that two people can fall in love after asking each other 36 certain questions, and I have always wondered if it really works. I tried doing it with my ex when the quiz came out but we soon realized that we already knew too much about each other–he yawned after four questions: “What do you say we watch another episode of The Office?” Doing it with friends would be like giving them something to make fun of me for the rest of my life. “Remember that time you tried to make me fall in love with you but naaah?” Hitting up random strangers at a bar and convincing them to go over 36 questions with me sounds great in theory, except that I’m as charming as a rock and have the flirting skills of a drunken frat boy.
Then Michelle gave me this brilliant idea: “How about a Tinder guy?” Tinder has always been fun and games for me, but I never thought I’d meet the love of my life on Tinder. This is exactly why it’s perfect. I have nothing to lose.
The first thing I learned is that blogging every day is hard. Some people live their whole life without making a point and here I am, trying to make a point every day. In the last 50 days, I have published 50 posts, but written/attempted to write more than 100 posts. For every post that appears on this blog, there is one post that doesn’t make it.
As I’m growing up and my life is expanding, there is a hole in my life that I’d like to have a guy fill up (no pun intended). It’s called “boyfriend”. To be honest, I’m kinda sick of wasting my time with wrong ones. To save time for all of us–you know, those Suits episodes are not gonna watch themselves–I’ve made a list of mandatory criteria that I’m looking for in a guy.