College
Well, Ive just gone through my first week of CCRI. (excluding my monday class. Haven't had that class yet) but I am so damn tired. I've had a morning class.. Psychology... then I had a night class but I had to take the morning bus and wait for 6 HOURS!! Kira had a class before mine so we had to go earlier. THat was my English Comp class.
The teach seems like he'll be pretty fun. THe first thing he did was walk into class as though he was a student and waited. 15 minutes went by before he revieled himself. I knew there was something strange about that guy when he came in. He does that to all of his classes and usually they start bashing him after about 5 minutes... but my clas never really did.
I thought that was kinda funny.
The next day I had my drawing class. I had to take the early bus then as well and arrived 4 hours early for class. When else is one to do... I perused the art museums nearby. The sad part was that most of the exhibits were closed for renevations. The main thing that was an exhibit on art revolving around... of all things... golf. Needless to say... I wasn't all that interested in it. There were some really nice old works in another building. I love old fashion styled art... not all this modern stuff. There was one piece that was acrylic paint on insulation... or something.
It looked like someone vomited on a huge canvas and then mold grew. I am not exaggerating either. It was awful.
My art teacher seems like she'll be awesome as well. She allows music in class and doesn't care at what level your at in art. (not that I;m really worried about that).
Because class ended super early, I was able to take the bus home as well. If only class had ended 10 minutes earlier. Then I could have gotten the 3 o' clock bus... rather then the 5 pm one. oh well. I basically sat around with Kira, trying to contact my mom and singing with Kira.
I am so weary from all that.. and work combined within.
I did learn something though. Do NOT wonder through the streets around CCRI unless you're with someone else. Not that I was in any serious danger or anything. heres how it went. I was walking with Kira to get some food during our 6 hour wait.
"hey... you want some popcorn?" I hear from behind me. Its a guy and his friend who is pushing a baby carrige.
"umm....no thank you" I mumbled, not sure if he was talking to me.
"come on... have some"
"Nah"
"can I at least have your name?" he asked
"uhh. it's carrie" then I run to catch up with Kia because this guy is really starting to freak me out. We continue on our way and I see that they are still behind us. not close... but still there.
"Hey" he yelled "can I have your number?"
"No" I stated flatly.
"why Not?"
"I don't just give my number to random strangers"
"DO you want to have my number then?" to which I shake my head. "Then how are we suppost to contact eachother?" I just shrug my shoulders and continue on my way.
"You know we should go to a party some time or something." he said as he crossed the street, away from me thank god.
I kinda mumbled an sure... knowing it will never happen. Then he goes and shouts to me "Ya know Carrie... you have some nice attiributes" where did that come from? What the hell is he talking about??
Just keep walking... just keep walking.
I really hope I never see that guy ever again. I might though. He seems to live right by the campus.
SOOO CREEPY!
The teach seems like he'll be pretty fun. THe first thing he did was walk into class as though he was a student and waited. 15 minutes went by before he revieled himself. I knew there was something strange about that guy when he came in. He does that to all of his classes and usually they start bashing him after about 5 minutes... but my clas never really did.
I thought that was kinda funny.
The next day I had my drawing class. I had to take the early bus then as well and arrived 4 hours early for class. When else is one to do... I perused the art museums nearby. The sad part was that most of the exhibits were closed for renevations. The main thing that was an exhibit on art revolving around... of all things... golf. Needless to say... I wasn't all that interested in it. There were some really nice old works in another building. I love old fashion styled art... not all this modern stuff. There was one piece that was acrylic paint on insulation... or something.
It looked like someone vomited on a huge canvas and then mold grew. I am not exaggerating either. It was awful.
My art teacher seems like she'll be awesome as well. She allows music in class and doesn't care at what level your at in art. (not that I;m really worried about that).
Because class ended super early, I was able to take the bus home as well. If only class had ended 10 minutes earlier. Then I could have gotten the 3 o' clock bus... rather then the 5 pm one. oh well. I basically sat around with Kira, trying to contact my mom and singing with Kira.
I am so weary from all that.. and work combined within.
I did learn something though. Do NOT wonder through the streets around CCRI unless you're with someone else. Not that I was in any serious danger or anything. heres how it went. I was walking with Kira to get some food during our 6 hour wait.
"hey... you want some popcorn?" I hear from behind me. Its a guy and his friend who is pushing a baby carrige.
"umm....no thank you" I mumbled, not sure if he was talking to me.
"come on... have some"
"Nah"
"can I at least have your name?" he asked
"uhh. it's carrie" then I run to catch up with Kia because this guy is really starting to freak me out. We continue on our way and I see that they are still behind us. not close... but still there.
"Hey" he yelled "can I have your number?"
"No" I stated flatly.
"why Not?"
"I don't just give my number to random strangers"
"DO you want to have my number then?" to which I shake my head. "Then how are we suppost to contact eachother?" I just shrug my shoulders and continue on my way.
"You know we should go to a party some time or something." he said as he crossed the street, away from me thank god.
I kinda mumbled an sure... knowing it will never happen. Then he goes and shouts to me "Ya know Carrie... you have some nice attiributes" where did that come from? What the hell is he talking about??
Just keep walking... just keep walking.
I really hope I never see that guy ever again. I might though. He seems to live right by the campus.
SOOO CREEPY!