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~*Tamers demanded a life update, so here is my life update. Tamers, you'd better be happy because this took a while to write out, damnit!*~
I despise Sociology class, and cannot express how happy I am that I will never have to take anything like it again. It is boring, dull, and the chairs aren't even comfortable enough for good sleeping. Not that I don't sleep in them, because I have fallen asleep in this class at least fifteen times in this class, probably more. When the professor tells you that you don't have to pay attention because you can get the same exact information just by reading the book, people aren't going to listen. I don't, although sometimes I catch bits and pieces of information. I think Yuuka might listen, she always has really good notes on her computer, but that could be because she reads the chapters beforehand. Sally doesn't listen, she can totally tune the professor out and hear not a single word that is being said, no matter what she's doing. I find that talent impressive and wish that I could master it as well.
I enjoy Psychology, which I don't even have today. Leith (the professor) is extremely interesting and very into the subject. And since me, Sally, and Theresa sit right in the front row, we definitely keep awake. Although there was that one time when i started to drift off... whoops. I may not be getting straight A's in Psych., but I do enjoy it.
My College Composition class is nearly as boring as Socioloy, just in different ways. Such as the papers have such dry topics that I never want to write about. That, and our teacher (he's not even a professor) has this habit of wanting to keep talking about just nothing so that none of us are able to leave. Sure, Eric seems like he's a cool enough guy, but people who do that just bother me to no end. Standing in front of the class for like, five minutes in utter silence, then asking a question that doesn't even connect or saying something completely random so that none of us can leave is just downright cruel and unusual. There were two papers that I actually enjoyed writing, though. My Wild Card essay, titled 'Rainbow Pentacle' about my double coming-out to my mother, step-father, and brother. I got full credit on that and I have no problem admitting that it was one of the best papers I ever wrote. Then there was our Research paper, which I wrote from the first-person perspective of someone who was being accused of a being a witch way back when. I liked that one too, it was interesting to write. I didn't get full credit on it because I forgot my works cited, but eh, it's fine.
Freshman Seminar is a joke. It's like a college version of health class, with way too much emphasis placed on sex and STDs. Sure, they're important, but stop beating us over the head with it. That, and I get extremely bored with it, because it is never any sort of information that I really need to know.
Psychology Lab was waaaaaaaaaay too early in the morning for anyone's health, seriously, it was. Some of the experiments weren't all that bad, but some of them required way too much thought for that time of the day. I can get Sally (who was in all my class because we were in the Freshman block together) to agree with me whole-heartedly.
So there, those are the classes I had this semester, which are all just about over with at long, long last. My Comp. portfolio is due on Friday, and I have my two exams next week before I'm done with all of these classes forever. I know I'm passing them all with at least a B, probably an A in two or three of them. So glad these basics are out of the way, because I'm actually looking forward to my classes next semester, the ones that I got to pick out on my own. English 211A (Writing and Literature), Anishinabe Language, Culture & Community (NAS 101), Anthropology 100, Introduction to Political Science (PS 101), and Campaign Practicum (PS 294). The last one is what I'm looking forward to the most by a long shot. Oh, that's eighteen credit hours, the maximum that I'm allowed to take before I have to start paying extra. I also want to be my House President or Vice-President, I'm the head of the Religious Tolerance Committee, I want to actually be active in OUTlook this next semester, join the Women's Soccer Club, and hopefully get in with the Crew team as well. There's Pagan Moon too, and that's going to suck up some of my time. Freetime is going to be something completely nonexistant for me, oh joy.
Outside of classes I've kept myself well occupied for the most part. I am on my house government, as the Fundraising Chair. I've gotten involved with Pagan Moon (see above about RTC, a branch of it). I've also made a decent number of friends, something which I find to be one of the most pivotal things about my time here. I live in Playground house, which is all-girls and absolutely insane at times. I've lived in my room alone for the past month now, because my bitch of a former roommate moved out because 'she couldn't deal with me anymore'. Sorry, Princess, but I didn't want to cater to you, be sympathetic for your self-caused boy issues, step on eggshells around you because you don't like what I am, or just put up with you anymore. So she had to pay extra money to get her own room in another hall (out of the quad entirely, yes!), and I had to pay nothing. No one was sad to see her go either, except for maybe Yuuka and Rachael. My suitemate, Krystle, was rather happy about it. And I distinctly remember when Ashley and I jumped up and down in the hall on the day that we learned that she was going to moving out. Everyone was glad to see her go, she was never a good addition. I did feel a little sorry for the house she went to in Van Antwerp though, those poor people have no clue of what they got stuck with.
Sally would be one the best people I've met up here. We met at orientation, and just stuck together because we had all of the same classes. There was even a rumor (totally untrue, I'll have you all know) that we were going out, because we were together all the time. No, no, no. Sally's my friend, she's straight, she has a boyfriend, and she's Sally. She's an absolutely wonderful person, and she's pretty, but she's my friend. I'm extremely glad that I met her, she lives up on the third floor of my hall, because it's made things up here that much easier. I had a place to go when I couldn't stand being in my house, especially not in my room. And because if not for her then I wouldn't have met Jessica, another great person up here. She's an art major, and she is extremely talented in that area. I am awed by some of her works that I have seen while visitng her little studio area in the art building.
There are plenty of other people I've met, but I don't have time to talk about all of them just now, because I have too much stuff to get done.
And now I am darting off to lunch with Sally, Jessica, and Christel. Oh! Christel Ries, my best friend from elementary school, goes to college here! We're going to be roommates next year and everything.
There ya go, Tamers! ^-^
I despise Sociology class, and cannot express how happy I am that I will never have to take anything like it again. It is boring, dull, and the chairs aren't even comfortable enough for good sleeping. Not that I don't sleep in them, because I have fallen asleep in this class at least fifteen times in this class, probably more. When the professor tells you that you don't have to pay attention because you can get the same exact information just by reading the book, people aren't going to listen. I don't, although sometimes I catch bits and pieces of information. I think Yuuka might listen, she always has really good notes on her computer, but that could be because she reads the chapters beforehand. Sally doesn't listen, she can totally tune the professor out and hear not a single word that is being said, no matter what she's doing. I find that talent impressive and wish that I could master it as well.
I enjoy Psychology, which I don't even have today. Leith (the professor) is extremely interesting and very into the subject. And since me, Sally, and Theresa sit right in the front row, we definitely keep awake. Although there was that one time when i started to drift off... whoops. I may not be getting straight A's in Psych., but I do enjoy it.
My College Composition class is nearly as boring as Socioloy, just in different ways. Such as the papers have such dry topics that I never want to write about. That, and our teacher (he's not even a professor) has this habit of wanting to keep talking about just nothing so that none of us are able to leave. Sure, Eric seems like he's a cool enough guy, but people who do that just bother me to no end. Standing in front of the class for like, five minutes in utter silence, then asking a question that doesn't even connect or saying something completely random so that none of us can leave is just downright cruel and unusual. There were two papers that I actually enjoyed writing, though. My Wild Card essay, titled 'Rainbow Pentacle' about my double coming-out to my mother, step-father, and brother. I got full credit on that and I have no problem admitting that it was one of the best papers I ever wrote. Then there was our Research paper, which I wrote from the first-person perspective of someone who was being accused of a being a witch way back when. I liked that one too, it was interesting to write. I didn't get full credit on it because I forgot my works cited, but eh, it's fine.
Freshman Seminar is a joke. It's like a college version of health class, with way too much emphasis placed on sex and STDs. Sure, they're important, but stop beating us over the head with it. That, and I get extremely bored with it, because it is never any sort of information that I really need to know.
Psychology Lab was waaaaaaaaaay too early in the morning for anyone's health, seriously, it was. Some of the experiments weren't all that bad, but some of them required way too much thought for that time of the day. I can get Sally (who was in all my class because we were in the Freshman block together) to agree with me whole-heartedly.
So there, those are the classes I had this semester, which are all just about over with at long, long last. My Comp. portfolio is due on Friday, and I have my two exams next week before I'm done with all of these classes forever. I know I'm passing them all with at least a B, probably an A in two or three of them. So glad these basics are out of the way, because I'm actually looking forward to my classes next semester, the ones that I got to pick out on my own. English 211A (Writing and Literature), Anishinabe Language, Culture & Community (NAS 101), Anthropology 100, Introduction to Political Science (PS 101), and Campaign Practicum (PS 294). The last one is what I'm looking forward to the most by a long shot. Oh, that's eighteen credit hours, the maximum that I'm allowed to take before I have to start paying extra. I also want to be my House President or Vice-President, I'm the head of the Religious Tolerance Committee, I want to actually be active in OUTlook this next semester, join the Women's Soccer Club, and hopefully get in with the Crew team as well. There's Pagan Moon too, and that's going to suck up some of my time. Freetime is going to be something completely nonexistant for me, oh joy.
Outside of classes I've kept myself well occupied for the most part. I am on my house government, as the Fundraising Chair. I've gotten involved with Pagan Moon (see above about RTC, a branch of it). I've also made a decent number of friends, something which I find to be one of the most pivotal things about my time here. I live in Playground house, which is all-girls and absolutely insane at times. I've lived in my room alone for the past month now, because my bitch of a former roommate moved out because 'she couldn't deal with me anymore'. Sorry, Princess, but I didn't want to cater to you, be sympathetic for your self-caused boy issues, step on eggshells around you because you don't like what I am, or just put up with you anymore. So she had to pay extra money to get her own room in another hall (out of the quad entirely, yes!), and I had to pay nothing. No one was sad to see her go either, except for maybe Yuuka and Rachael. My suitemate, Krystle, was rather happy about it. And I distinctly remember when Ashley and I jumped up and down in the hall on the day that we learned that she was going to moving out. Everyone was glad to see her go, she was never a good addition. I did feel a little sorry for the house she went to in Van Antwerp though, those poor people have no clue of what they got stuck with.
Sally would be one the best people I've met up here. We met at orientation, and just stuck together because we had all of the same classes. There was even a rumor (totally untrue, I'll have you all know) that we were going out, because we were together all the time. No, no, no. Sally's my friend, she's straight, she has a boyfriend, and she's Sally. She's an absolutely wonderful person, and she's pretty, but she's my friend. I'm extremely glad that I met her, she lives up on the third floor of my hall, because it's made things up here that much easier. I had a place to go when I couldn't stand being in my house, especially not in my room. And because if not for her then I wouldn't have met Jessica, another great person up here. She's an art major, and she is extremely talented in that area. I am awed by some of her works that I have seen while visitng her little studio area in the art building.
There are plenty of other people I've met, but I don't have time to talk about all of them just now, because I have too much stuff to get done.
And now I am darting off to lunch with Sally, Jessica, and Christel. Oh! Christel Ries, my best friend from elementary school, goes to college here! We're going to be roommates next year and everything.
There ya go, Tamers! ^-^