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I don't really feel like updating, but I don't want to be two days behind either... sigh. Good thing that my entry earlier today was definitely some quality entertainment. lol. Let's see what comes out:
Tuesday I was running on the 2 point whatever hours of sleep. I did that thing where you nod off for just a second and then snap back into it and feel oddly refreshed. Obviously 4 hours you can run a day on, but 2 requires near intravenous caffeine. Which I didn't really have. Allison Rostankowski, my JMC 101 teacher is 6 feet of poor quirky all business british woman. And I lurve her.
After that was two hour break where I sat at the Table, finished an issue of EW, fell asleep face first in said issue of EW (woke up with a big nose smear spot of ink on the magazine. lol), and then read some rainbow boys. Karen's boyfriend Scott came by and sillyharassed her for a while before the others started showing up. It seems like there are many people with the same breaks this semester.
On the way to Art History I saw Jordan and Michael standing outside and parting ways. I chased down Jordan and sadly she was not in fact in my JMC class, but another sigh. We talked and decided we should do something again some time. Wee. I went inside and found the class room, very steep stadium seating btw, and spotted a string of GD guys: Brandon, Erich, Claudio, and Michael so I was all set with that. I sat on the Brandon end of the line and it was nice to have some familiarity. Can't say I'm too worried about the class. The reading could possibly essential but who knows. As long as I study for the tests is what matters. Same for JMC.
After I talked to Claudio about those in the afternoon GD section and those in the late afternoon. Talked across the bridge from the Chemistry/Lapham/EMS side of campus all the way up till Burger King in the Union. About faced and returned to the table. I wasn't there for long though so I dont' remember any specifics about happenings there.
Sequence and Structure was next from 12:30 till 3. Taught by Lisa from Type 1 last semester. Before that I actually saw Tom walking down the hall, called out to him, and followed him into his classroom when he didn't hear me to talk about assorted real quick. Back in Sequence I found that Julie (from group projecting), Kyle, and Dana (who I never met personally), all in my major, were also in the class. Squee. Julie and I set to banter. I guess she and Dana are friends. Going through the syllabus was hard work cuz I didn't have any recent caffeine in me. Didn't nod though. Just... took all my energy to remain awake. Gah. After an hour of talking we broke, then returned. Like five people decided the class wasn't for them or was wrong so instead of sitting at the crappy table in back or just in chairs, excess people got normal seating. The class room is 9 tall tables with 2 stools each. Julie and Dana behind me, Kyle across the isle from me, and some Shawn guy at my table.
The first project is a a series of postcards with the front being... something... and the back side being a thought that either continues, opposes, or puts a spin on the image or idea on the front. They have to be about our special realtionship with a person/place/thing. To get in the groove we had to interview another person in the class. I was in a threesome (tee hee, ok, done) with Dana and Shawn. They didn't really know where to start so I went first. Asking some basic Facebook info, movies, jobs, family, major, age, car, and got more abstract like spiral or square, abc or 123, abstract or rough, sparkly or edgey, favorite animal and etc. We had to make an ex. card for them so I wanted to make sure that I had at least some idea of what design choices they might make. I asked Dana if she could have any colour unicorn what would it be. She said pink and turquoise.
I'm not totally sure about how secure I should be in my artistic talent compared to the others... but I do know that I'm good at being vocal and go-gettemish in classes where others don't readily step up to the plate. I'm going to enjoy this class.
After I called Nate to set up plans for tonight and asked him about his classes and stuff. And continued in plugging in slash charging my phone in the outlet outside the LGBT Resource center. I love taking liberties. Table time ensued. I took pictures from many angles to capture the feel of... Table...
Graphic Design I was last and my ass was really dragging. Had class with all the Sequence GDers obviously cuz the first section ran concurrent with that class. Also got Erik (from grouping with Julie and Jordan), and other oldies but goodies I never really got into mentioning last semester. Joan Dobkins seems tough, but in an important to know way. Like mean and bitchy but in an informative way, just like Jane Gates from 2D. I ended being one of her likeables so let's see if Joan Dobkins will feel the same. The more severe and scary the teacher, the more essential you use both their first and last names btw. Obviously.
Didn't get out to good start. I nodded off for just a second and she caught me and asked why and I mentioned my fight with Nate the night before and she cut me off saying something about personal reasons. Then she said it'd better not happen again. "I hope not." Then my conviction wasn't enough for her and she venomed at me again. Gah. I understand, but still felt really stupid cuz everyone else was well rested and so and so. I never feel on top of things in my art classes, yet I generally end up making mid range to higher end work in the long run. I think. I hope.
After class I asked her how hard the class was and she said much harder than Type I. Glork. So I decided I'd better buckle down (I do have my ducks in a row for both lab classes tomorro homework-wise) this semester as hxc as possible. I conferenced with Michael Mueller, who appears to be omnipresent throughout my college career and he said JMC 101 isn't so bad as long as you go to all the lectures and maybe do some of the readings. I can do that.
I did however immediately call Goodwill, talk to Stef, and have her take me off Monday nights. I'll need the extra 6 hours that'll give me to stay afloat... when I got back to the table around 7pm Pam was there and she asked me what was wrong. I side I was gonna cry. She said that it looked like I was serious. I totally was. I didn't but I talked out my nap time issue in class and my anxiety over school and it got a bit better. Lots of love to you Pam!
After metaphorical kissing of my booboo to make it better from Pam, I got on the bus, Rainbow High-ed on the way home, ate, and crashed to sleep/deat by 10pm.
I didn't feel like updating but then that tall just spewed out. Hrm. I need to watch Veronica Mars and then collect 5 hours of sleep. Couple with coffee/Mt. Dew that should be more than enough to last tomorrow. I promise!
Tuesday I was running on the 2 point whatever hours of sleep. I did that thing where you nod off for just a second and then snap back into it and feel oddly refreshed. Obviously 4 hours you can run a day on, but 2 requires near intravenous caffeine. Which I didn't really have. Allison Rostankowski, my JMC 101 teacher is 6 feet of poor quirky all business british woman. And I lurve her.
After that was two hour break where I sat at the Table, finished an issue of EW, fell asleep face first in said issue of EW (woke up with a big nose smear spot of ink on the magazine. lol), and then read some rainbow boys. Karen's boyfriend Scott came by and sillyharassed her for a while before the others started showing up. It seems like there are many people with the same breaks this semester.
On the way to Art History I saw Jordan and Michael standing outside and parting ways. I chased down Jordan and sadly she was not in fact in my JMC class, but another sigh. We talked and decided we should do something again some time. Wee. I went inside and found the class room, very steep stadium seating btw, and spotted a string of GD guys: Brandon, Erich, Claudio, and Michael so I was all set with that. I sat on the Brandon end of the line and it was nice to have some familiarity. Can't say I'm too worried about the class. The reading could possibly essential but who knows. As long as I study for the tests is what matters. Same for JMC.
After I talked to Claudio about those in the afternoon GD section and those in the late afternoon. Talked across the bridge from the Chemistry/Lapham/EMS side of campus all the way up till Burger King in the Union. About faced and returned to the table. I wasn't there for long though so I dont' remember any specifics about happenings there.
Sequence and Structure was next from 12:30 till 3. Taught by Lisa from Type 1 last semester. Before that I actually saw Tom walking down the hall, called out to him, and followed him into his classroom when he didn't hear me to talk about assorted real quick. Back in Sequence I found that Julie (from group projecting), Kyle, and Dana (who I never met personally), all in my major, were also in the class. Squee. Julie and I set to banter. I guess she and Dana are friends. Going through the syllabus was hard work cuz I didn't have any recent caffeine in me. Didn't nod though. Just... took all my energy to remain awake. Gah. After an hour of talking we broke, then returned. Like five people decided the class wasn't for them or was wrong so instead of sitting at the crappy table in back or just in chairs, excess people got normal seating. The class room is 9 tall tables with 2 stools each. Julie and Dana behind me, Kyle across the isle from me, and some Shawn guy at my table.
The first project is a a series of postcards with the front being... something... and the back side being a thought that either continues, opposes, or puts a spin on the image or idea on the front. They have to be about our special realtionship with a person/place/thing. To get in the groove we had to interview another person in the class. I was in a threesome (tee hee, ok, done) with Dana and Shawn. They didn't really know where to start so I went first. Asking some basic Facebook info, movies, jobs, family, major, age, car, and got more abstract like spiral or square, abc or 123, abstract or rough, sparkly or edgey, favorite animal and etc. We had to make an ex. card for them so I wanted to make sure that I had at least some idea of what design choices they might make. I asked Dana if she could have any colour unicorn what would it be. She said pink and turquoise.
I'm not totally sure about how secure I should be in my artistic talent compared to the others... but I do know that I'm good at being vocal and go-gettemish in classes where others don't readily step up to the plate. I'm going to enjoy this class.
After I called Nate to set up plans for tonight and asked him about his classes and stuff. And continued in plugging in slash charging my phone in the outlet outside the LGBT Resource center. I love taking liberties. Table time ensued. I took pictures from many angles to capture the feel of... Table...
Graphic Design I was last and my ass was really dragging. Had class with all the Sequence GDers obviously cuz the first section ran concurrent with that class. Also got Erik (from grouping with Julie and Jordan), and other oldies but goodies I never really got into mentioning last semester. Joan Dobkins seems tough, but in an important to know way. Like mean and bitchy but in an informative way, just like Jane Gates from 2D. I ended being one of her likeables so let's see if Joan Dobkins will feel the same. The more severe and scary the teacher, the more essential you use both their first and last names btw. Obviously.
Didn't get out to good start. I nodded off for just a second and she caught me and asked why and I mentioned my fight with Nate the night before and she cut me off saying something about personal reasons. Then she said it'd better not happen again. "I hope not." Then my conviction wasn't enough for her and she venomed at me again. Gah. I understand, but still felt really stupid cuz everyone else was well rested and so and so. I never feel on top of things in my art classes, yet I generally end up making mid range to higher end work in the long run. I think. I hope.
After class I asked her how hard the class was and she said much harder than Type I. Glork. So I decided I'd better buckle down (I do have my ducks in a row for both lab classes tomorro homework-wise) this semester as hxc as possible. I conferenced with Michael Mueller, who appears to be omnipresent throughout my college career and he said JMC 101 isn't so bad as long as you go to all the lectures and maybe do some of the readings. I can do that.
I did however immediately call Goodwill, talk to Stef, and have her take me off Monday nights. I'll need the extra 6 hours that'll give me to stay afloat... when I got back to the table around 7pm Pam was there and she asked me what was wrong. I side I was gonna cry. She said that it looked like I was serious. I totally was. I didn't but I talked out my nap time issue in class and my anxiety over school and it got a bit better. Lots of love to you Pam!
After metaphorical kissing of my booboo to make it better from Pam, I got on the bus, Rainbow High-ed on the way home, ate, and crashed to sleep/deat by 10pm.
I didn't feel like updating but then that tall just spewed out. Hrm. I need to watch Veronica Mars and then collect 5 hours of sleep. Couple with coffee/Mt. Dew that should be more than enough to last tomorrow. I promise!