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School is in its second week.
Schedule: MW 12:30-1:45 Colonial and Early American Lit, 5:30-6:45 History of the English Language (with Dr. Crafton OMG)
TR 9:30-10:45 William Blake, 12:30-1:45 Costume Design, 3:30-4:45 Playwriting
So far this seems to be working out alright, with the exception of the 9:30 class. I love William Blake, but I'm not even alive at that time. Ah, the pursuit of knowledge.
After this semester, I have 2 semesters left as an undergrad. That's one year. I have two majors. 4.5 years in college is pretty good for the amount of crap that I've done. I'm not going to feel pride, though. Not until at least next semester when I apply for graduation.
I want to act for my capstone. I've come to the conclusion that this will not happen. Shelly seems to think that I'm a terrible actor. I know I'm not great, but I'm at least good enough that I deserve a chance. But I haven't gotten one in a long time. So I'm the Dramaturg for Flyin' West. It's exciting, but I wanted to be on stage. It looks like I'm either doing Dramaturgy or stage managing for my capstone. Le sigh.
I have five beautiful kittens, if anyone is interested. Delia's mom (our basement cat) had kitties, and I rescued them from a rather precarious situation and brought them into the house. They were living on the floor of the basement, and I was afraid something would eat them, since we get random animals in there all the time. So now all five of them are living inside with "Mama Kitty," as we call her. They've just started to run around their little box and pounce each other. And they groom themselves, but they're still so wobbly that they fall over when they try. I've never been a cat person, but they have such adorable little personalities. We're taking them to the vet tomorrow to get them checked out. 3 white ones, a black one, and a tabby. Keep that in mind.
I think I might have a snack now. I have a little over an hour until Alan's costume class. Ugh. Later.
*Lulu*
Schedule: MW 12:30-1:45 Colonial and Early American Lit, 5:30-6:45 History of the English Language (with Dr. Crafton OMG)
TR 9:30-10:45 William Blake, 12:30-1:45 Costume Design, 3:30-4:45 Playwriting
So far this seems to be working out alright, with the exception of the 9:30 class. I love William Blake, but I'm not even alive at that time. Ah, the pursuit of knowledge.
After this semester, I have 2 semesters left as an undergrad. That's one year. I have two majors. 4.5 years in college is pretty good for the amount of crap that I've done. I'm not going to feel pride, though. Not until at least next semester when I apply for graduation.
I want to act for my capstone. I've come to the conclusion that this will not happen. Shelly seems to think that I'm a terrible actor. I know I'm not great, but I'm at least good enough that I deserve a chance. But I haven't gotten one in a long time. So I'm the Dramaturg for Flyin' West. It's exciting, but I wanted to be on stage. It looks like I'm either doing Dramaturgy or stage managing for my capstone. Le sigh.
I have five beautiful kittens, if anyone is interested. Delia's mom (our basement cat) had kitties, and I rescued them from a rather precarious situation and brought them into the house. They were living on the floor of the basement, and I was afraid something would eat them, since we get random animals in there all the time. So now all five of them are living inside with "Mama Kitty," as we call her. They've just started to run around their little box and pounce each other. And they groom themselves, but they're still so wobbly that they fall over when they try. I've never been a cat person, but they have such adorable little personalities. We're taking them to the vet tomorrow to get them checked out. 3 white ones, a black one, and a tabby. Keep that in mind.
I think I might have a snack now. I have a little over an hour until Alan's costume class. Ugh. Later.
*Lulu*