Last First Day - I think
Today was pretty good as far as classes go, though it did confirm that mentally I'm past college now, as frightening as what's actually past college is. I can see why upperclassmen get so annoyed by freshmen.
I had three today and on Monday Wednesday and Friday, and I knew the Japanese teacher. Unfortunately あまい ゴキブリ*, the guy who just doesn't get it, is in the same class and demonstrated that he hasn't changed a bit by barging into class 10 minutes late with his music so loud you could hear it across the room, but I'm on the other side of the room from him.
My fiction writing teacher is also nuts, but in a good way. I think that's kind of given for someone who teaches a course like that. She definitely likes putting people on the spot.
And it turns out I've had my philosophy professor before in the Philosophy of Science & Myth class, but I didn't recognize his name when I signed up, being bad with names but good with faces. He recognized me too. He's also nuts, but I like him. My favorite thing about him is that he looks and dresses like you'd expect a cop to, but he's a philosophy professor. He's also extremely dry and quite hilarious. And now that I think about it he kind of looks like McNulty from The Wire.
Other than that today was kind of a wash, since I had to wake up early but gotten woken up even earlier by something, I suspect a neighbor's alarm clock. Once we're all closing our windows that should decrease. I was also kind of flabbergasted to realize that the potheads that live downstairs from me were already smoking before 8 in the morning. What's even more worrying is that I'm pretty sure one of them works in a hospital. I'm sorry, I don't object to the pot on principle and am all for decriminalizing it, but I don't care how good a doctor you are, if you're baked I don't want you treating me. The reason House can get away with that is because he's fucking House.
It was also fucking miserable out and raining the entire time, and I had to go on foot to and from. I got soaked going and even more soaked coming back, so when I got home I lay down for a few hours since I had an appointment at five. After a bit of that I realized I still didn't feel well, so I rescheduled my appointment for Friday. I just couldn't get back up and drag myself to the Back Bay in this weather, and since my throat is a bit itchy I'm hoping I'm not coming down with something. Although if I am I actually can't blame the school's petri dish of disease, since I actually started feeling this on Tuesday.
*See this post for an explanation as to why he's called that
I had three today and on Monday Wednesday and Friday, and I knew the Japanese teacher. Unfortunately あまい ゴキブリ*, the guy who just doesn't get it, is in the same class and demonstrated that he hasn't changed a bit by barging into class 10 minutes late with his music so loud you could hear it across the room, but I'm on the other side of the room from him.
My fiction writing teacher is also nuts, but in a good way. I think that's kind of given for someone who teaches a course like that. She definitely likes putting people on the spot.
And it turns out I've had my philosophy professor before in the Philosophy of Science & Myth class, but I didn't recognize his name when I signed up, being bad with names but good with faces. He recognized me too. He's also nuts, but I like him. My favorite thing about him is that he looks and dresses like you'd expect a cop to, but he's a philosophy professor. He's also extremely dry and quite hilarious. And now that I think about it he kind of looks like McNulty from The Wire.
Other than that today was kind of a wash, since I had to wake up early but gotten woken up even earlier by something, I suspect a neighbor's alarm clock. Once we're all closing our windows that should decrease. I was also kind of flabbergasted to realize that the potheads that live downstairs from me were already smoking before 8 in the morning. What's even more worrying is that I'm pretty sure one of them works in a hospital. I'm sorry, I don't object to the pot on principle and am all for decriminalizing it, but I don't care how good a doctor you are, if you're baked I don't want you treating me. The reason House can get away with that is because he's fucking House.
It was also fucking miserable out and raining the entire time, and I had to go on foot to and from. I got soaked going and even more soaked coming back, so when I got home I lay down for a few hours since I had an appointment at five. After a bit of that I realized I still didn't feel well, so I rescheduled my appointment for Friday. I just couldn't get back up and drag myself to the Back Bay in this weather, and since my throat is a bit itchy I'm hoping I'm not coming down with something. Although if I am I actually can't blame the school's petri dish of disease, since I actually started feeling this on Tuesday.
*See this post for an explanation as to why he's called that