Jude's blog, chapter 9(?): ✋

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH man this is awkward.

I haven't posted in weeks and now I'm going out of order? Embarrassing, man. So, so sorry.

I want to preface this blog by saying I wish I hadn't lost control of this. This was, when I kept up with it, a highlight of my semester.

So let me get into this...


DEAR AP PSYCH STUDENT....

So... you chose AP Psych, huh? Had a semester free, didn't want to do AP Human Geo and/or Health. Well, good for you. This class is actually pretty cool I think.

Highlights of this class (for me):

-The blog, when I kept up with it 😬





-The brain surgery lab! I'll never forget Ms Wilcox saying that my orange was brain-dead in the middle of surgery




-That common sense activity we did in the first week where I was the King of Common Sense. It stayed on my mind for weeks, man. I talked to my peers like, "hey, trust me, I'm Jude 'The King of Common Sense' Rangel"

Advice: 

-Fill out that vocab notebook, like it will save your life on those quizzes


-Don't lose your privilege to having notes on your quizzes. Lol imagine being 5th period 😆 could not be me

-Remember to pay for your AP exam 😔


-Try to ball out on those Quizzizz/Kahoot days. I wasn't fully locked in, and so I, along with many of my peers, would spend those days getting absolutely dunked on by Jasmine.



Advice for Halfen:

Honestly your course was pretty cool, I don't know that I would change anything. Keep the target/hard deadline system. Try to make the room less cold? I'm wearing shorts in here right now and am absolutely freezing. Also maybe cut out Brain Games. I get why you play those episodes, but they're kinda corny (no offense). Overall, good job, though.

Have a good life, I guess

(If you're reading these in order of when I posted them, expect more.)

Bye!






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