Whoa
It's been a while. School will do that to you.
So far it's going okay. The only class that gives me any concern is the Geometry one, and that's because of my inherent inability to grasp the complexities of mathematics. But because it's a softball course geared specifically to humanities majors, I'm hoping to get through it with a passing grade. The teacher's funny so the course isn't deadening to my overworked brain, and he's more than happy to explain a concept ad naseum until the students get it.
I'll be getting a $2,000 scholarship from the Theatre Department that will kick in this spring semester. Money is always good. I had to audition for it, which also counted for the audition for the fall semester show, A Christmas Carol. Callbacks are on the 20th, and it looks like I'm up for the role of either Scrooge or the Spirit of Christmas Present. While the lead is always deemed preferable, the Spirit role is a lot funnier. I'd rather steal the show while working less than work hard to meet expectations.
The Chicklet has developed an interesting perspective in the last few months, one that isn't unexpected but surprising because of its vehemence - she's become quite the left-winger. She had been pretty much middle-of-the-road as far as politics, a typical middle-class Anglo girl. Having to work a retail job in an upper middle class neighborhood has shifted her views radically. Dealing with the inequities of life (not to mention the stupidity of the average person) on a regular basis will cause anyone to look at the world with different eyes. She's afraid she's becoming cynical, but in truth, she's just losing her naivete. She's no longer accepting what she's been told all her life - she now questions everything and isn't afraid to argue a point, whether it's on a smaller, personal point, or on a larger political scale. She's exercising intellectual rigorousness, which is always a good thing.
I'm always tired nowadays. Thank god for energy drinks.
So far it's going okay. The only class that gives me any concern is the Geometry one, and that's because of my inherent inability to grasp the complexities of mathematics. But because it's a softball course geared specifically to humanities majors, I'm hoping to get through it with a passing grade. The teacher's funny so the course isn't deadening to my overworked brain, and he's more than happy to explain a concept ad naseum until the students get it.
I'll be getting a $2,000 scholarship from the Theatre Department that will kick in this spring semester. Money is always good. I had to audition for it, which also counted for the audition for the fall semester show, A Christmas Carol. Callbacks are on the 20th, and it looks like I'm up for the role of either Scrooge or the Spirit of Christmas Present. While the lead is always deemed preferable, the Spirit role is a lot funnier. I'd rather steal the show while working less than work hard to meet expectations.
The Chicklet has developed an interesting perspective in the last few months, one that isn't unexpected but surprising because of its vehemence - she's become quite the left-winger. She had been pretty much middle-of-the-road as far as politics, a typical middle-class Anglo girl. Having to work a retail job in an upper middle class neighborhood has shifted her views radically. Dealing with the inequities of life (not to mention the stupidity of the average person) on a regular basis will cause anyone to look at the world with different eyes. She's afraid she's becoming cynical, but in truth, she's just losing her naivete. She's no longer accepting what she's been told all her life - she now questions everything and isn't afraid to argue a point, whether it's on a smaller, personal point, or on a larger political scale. She's exercising intellectual rigorousness, which is always a good thing.
I'm always tired nowadays. Thank god for energy drinks.