Irony Again.....*glares up at the heavens*
Probably no one who reads this will remember the entry in which I mentioned a certain little thing called the AVEVenture; it was a few weeks ago, approximately the last few days of September.
Nikki and I went out and walked all up and down the Ave, and got this "passport" which was to be stamped by eight separate places so we could turn them in and get prizes in a raffle. We got the first one done (and also happened to stop by Jet City Improv's station, where we both won frisbees), submitted it, and then....didn't know what to do. Nothing on the passport said we couldn't fill them out multiple times, and since there were ~32 stations, we figured we could fill more of them out. We filled 4 of them in about 2 hours, and we got a whole bunch of free stuff. Satisfied, we went home.
The raffle had loads of prizes. And I mean loads, from all sorts of different shops. But up until today, I figured I hadn't won anything because, hello, almost 3 weeks later and they hadn't emailed me, plus nearly 7500 people were predicted to have done it, and who knows how many of them used the same strategy as Nikki and I.
But then they emailed me today. And guess what I won?
A free private coffee tasting at Trabant Coffee.
................
*bangs head on the desk multiple times*
I know many people who like love coffee. They pretty much make up the majority of this school (Seattle, coffee....kinda goes hand-in-hand, right?). And out of all the people in this 40,000+ populated school, I get chosen for the free coffee tasting????
Can I get a do-over? Or maybe trade for someone else's prize?
Well, enough of that. What's done is done. I'll just have to admit to the Trabant people that I'm not a coffee person, and maybe they'll let me pick a friend to go in my place since they probably want an honest opinion.
My mind works in mysterious ways. I'm not a poetry reader, I don't like writing poetry, and I can never understand what any poem says unless it's plain as day. But for some reason....I like going to my poetry writing class. In fact, I almost like going to it better than I do my short story writing class (the free food in short story kinda tilts the balance in its favor....). I like the teacher, she's fun and she doesn't try to make us "read the deeper meaning" in a poem while actually teaching us what the deeper meaning of the poem is. And I sort of feel more free to express myself in that class; the short story class is more about writing a literary short story than branching to other genres (like scifi and fantasy genres--no, it's not scifi/fantasy, it is scifi and fantasy, they are exclusive!). I don't do the literary fiction. I've tried, and for the most part I've failed pretty damn well.
Another, slightly random tangent that only has a connection in my mind: I miss the merry-go-rounds at playgrounds. I miss spinning them and jumping on and lying back and hanging on to the bars and then jumping back off. I miss it dearly.
There's a third year Korean class at the UW, which I was kinda aware of but not really, because it's titled, "Readings in Contemporary Korean." So...people would assume it's a class based on reading Korean works of literature and not a language class, right? At least, that's what I thought. Apparently it is the third year, but the university takes so long to change the title in the course catalogue they haven't bothered.
I don't know if I want to take a third year or not (first I have to survive second year....). I especially don't know if I'd even have room to take it. It all depends on if I get into the Creative Writing major or not. After this quarter finishes I have 30 credits I need to complete in order to graduate as a Creative Writing major, in addition to the 15 General Education Requirements needed to graduate the UW that I haven't managed to take yet. I can only apply to the CWM in spring; if I don't get accepted, then I'm pretty much screwed and have to resort to English Lit, which (aside from the 5 credits/1 class that I know will be transferrable between CW and Engl. Lit [yes, I'm already planning for winter quarter even though fall isn't even midway; I am a nerd]) I would need 25 credits by spring next year. And out of those 30/25 credits, 10 of them need to be pre-1900 coursework.
I really shouldn't be doing this to myself. I'm only going to freak out even more.
Friday I end class at 1:30, get to go take care of some financial stuff, and then.....I get to go stalk do some research for my short story class. ...Was no one else convinced? Me neither. Which is why I'm taking the paper that says "This is the assignment: go follow someone around and take notes on what they do" so that when if someone approaches me demanding why I'm sitting in the coffee house watching someone suspiciously close, I can wave it at them and say, "Call my professor! He made me do it!"
Saturday I go to Mt. Rainier. I'm predicting of bringing something with me for the bus ride, because I am a pretty quiet person when I'm around people I don't know, and I get bored of looking out a window for an hour. I should probably bring food, too; my geology professor/TA hasn't mentioned what will be provided on the trip aside from fare.
Sunday I'll probably go to Trabant and get that coffee-tasting thing settled. And then I WILL do my creative writing homework rather than waiting until Monday night to do it! I will!
For anyone who reads my lj in the hopes of seeing something pertaining to my fanfiction: I am working on it! But, you've read my lj. You know that I have 2 creative writing classes. I write fanfiction for fun; it's going to get scooted to the backburner if something important class-related comes up. For those eagerly awaiting an update to Crash Course Parenting--I know how it's going to go. I have a bit of it written already. I just need to get off lj and write it. So....I'll go and do just that.
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.... -- T.S. Eliot
Nikki and I went out and walked all up and down the Ave, and got this "passport" which was to be stamped by eight separate places so we could turn them in and get prizes in a raffle. We got the first one done (and also happened to stop by Jet City Improv's station, where we both won frisbees), submitted it, and then....didn't know what to do. Nothing on the passport said we couldn't fill them out multiple times, and since there were ~32 stations, we figured we could fill more of them out. We filled 4 of them in about 2 hours, and we got a whole bunch of free stuff. Satisfied, we went home.
The raffle had loads of prizes. And I mean loads, from all sorts of different shops. But up until today, I figured I hadn't won anything because, hello, almost 3 weeks later and they hadn't emailed me, plus nearly 7500 people were predicted to have done it, and who knows how many of them used the same strategy as Nikki and I.
But then they emailed me today. And guess what I won?
A free private coffee tasting at Trabant Coffee.
................
*bangs head on the desk multiple times*
I know many people who like love coffee. They pretty much make up the majority of this school (Seattle, coffee....kinda goes hand-in-hand, right?). And out of all the people in this 40,000+ populated school, I get chosen for the free coffee tasting????
Can I get a do-over? Or maybe trade for someone else's prize?
Well, enough of that. What's done is done. I'll just have to admit to the Trabant people that I'm not a coffee person, and maybe they'll let me pick a friend to go in my place since they probably want an honest opinion.
My mind works in mysterious ways. I'm not a poetry reader, I don't like writing poetry, and I can never understand what any poem says unless it's plain as day. But for some reason....I like going to my poetry writing class. In fact, I almost like going to it better than I do my short story writing class (the free food in short story kinda tilts the balance in its favor....). I like the teacher, she's fun and she doesn't try to make us "read the deeper meaning" in a poem while actually teaching us what the deeper meaning of the poem is. And I sort of feel more free to express myself in that class; the short story class is more about writing a literary short story than branching to other genres (like scifi and fantasy genres--no, it's not scifi/fantasy, it is scifi and fantasy, they are exclusive!). I don't do the literary fiction. I've tried, and for the most part I've failed pretty damn well.
Another, slightly random tangent that only has a connection in my mind: I miss the merry-go-rounds at playgrounds. I miss spinning them and jumping on and lying back and hanging on to the bars and then jumping back off. I miss it dearly.
There's a third year Korean class at the UW, which I was kinda aware of but not really, because it's titled, "Readings in Contemporary Korean." So...people would assume it's a class based on reading Korean works of literature and not a language class, right? At least, that's what I thought. Apparently it is the third year, but the university takes so long to change the title in the course catalogue they haven't bothered.
I don't know if I want to take a third year or not (first I have to survive second year....). I especially don't know if I'd even have room to take it. It all depends on if I get into the Creative Writing major or not. After this quarter finishes I have 30 credits I need to complete in order to graduate as a Creative Writing major, in addition to the 15 General Education Requirements needed to graduate the UW that I haven't managed to take yet. I can only apply to the CWM in spring; if I don't get accepted, then I'm pretty much screwed and have to resort to English Lit, which (aside from the 5 credits/1 class that I know will be transferrable between CW and Engl. Lit [yes, I'm already planning for winter quarter even though fall isn't even midway; I am a nerd]) I would need 25 credits by spring next year. And out of those 30/25 credits, 10 of them need to be pre-1900 coursework.
I really shouldn't be doing this to myself. I'm only going to freak out even more.
Friday I end class at 1:30, get to go take care of some financial stuff, and then.....I get to go stalk do some research for my short story class. ...Was no one else convinced? Me neither. Which is why I'm taking the paper that says "This is the assignment: go follow someone around and take notes on what they do" so that when if someone approaches me demanding why I'm sitting in the coffee house watching someone suspiciously close, I can wave it at them and say, "Call my professor! He made me do it!"
Saturday I go to Mt. Rainier. I'm predicting of bringing something with me for the bus ride, because I am a pretty quiet person when I'm around people I don't know, and I get bored of looking out a window for an hour. I should probably bring food, too; my geology professor/TA hasn't mentioned what will be provided on the trip aside from fare.
Sunday I'll probably go to Trabant and get that coffee-tasting thing settled. And then I WILL do my creative writing homework rather than waiting until Monday night to do it! I will!
For anyone who reads my lj in the hopes of seeing something pertaining to my fanfiction: I am working on it! But, you've read my lj. You know that I have 2 creative writing classes. I write fanfiction for fun; it's going to get scooted to the backburner if something important class-related comes up. For those eagerly awaiting an update to Crash Course Parenting--I know how it's going to go. I have a bit of it written already. I just need to get off lj and write it. So....I'll go and do just that.
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.... -- T.S. Eliot