OMG I'm Still Awake!
And why? What is the reason?
I spent hours reformatting both of my computers. I listened to music. I drank some of the beer that Lex (my new roommate) and his friend-frat brother-brought over. And I still can't get to bed, despite the fact that he's already hit the sack long ago.
I miss luck13 like whoa. Like whoa. Having someone to talk to at any time of the day or night for the past few months has spoiled me. Now I get to be on my own for a couple of months as I try to get past my last year at Tulane. And how exciting that promises to be.
School's already started. I have quite a number of interesting classes. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I have Literary Investigations, a class on literary criticism. Basically, it teaches you how to read carefully and analyze what you've read. I've been doing this particular exercise since kindergarten, so I'm guessing this'll be one of the easy ones. Next, Elementary Symbolic Logic. This one's basically arithmetic with new and exciting symbols such as α and ¬γ and β∧δ. They may look scary, but this is somewhat along the difficulty level of ordinary addition, so I'm guessing this class will be a breeze as well.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I have History of Modern Philosophy. We've already started up a section focusing on René Descartes; in the meantime, I'm waiting for the other books, which no_ram has been kind enough to ship to me, considering I already had every book the class requires in my personal library. Following that class, I've got Restoration and 18th Century Literature. I think that's going to quickly become my favorite class. We're already delving into the history of the English civil wars and how these affected the literature of the times, including work by Thomas Hobbes and Patriarcha by Robert Filmer, which I'd always wanted to read but never found the time to.
On Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, I have wild one-day-a-week classes. Tuesdays' Cultural Policy Seminar is actually an English course I have to take. Don't know what that's about yet, since I haven't been to a Tuesday class yet. Wednesdays' Advanced Fiction Writing Workshop rocks my socks. Okay, seriously. This is going to be my favorite class. I love Dr. Morris. Apart from her amazing New Zealander accent, she's a writer and a professor-who swears that she wants to keep her focus on her writing-and she's already got us workshopping. She seems to want to get us working on our stuff ASAP. I like that. We're not wasting any time, and I'm glad because I'm spending way too much money to waste any of it.
Thursday worries me. It's with Dr. Riley, who I love, but he's already missing the first two weeks of classes. I'm biding my time. We'll see how things go. The class remains mostly untitled, which makes me question it all the more.
That's class in a nutshell. I need to get to bed so that I can be ready for reading and homework tomorrow. I'm turning into the nerd I love in me. Huzzah. Ciao and I'm gone.
I spent hours reformatting both of my computers. I listened to music. I drank some of the beer that Lex (my new roommate) and his friend-frat brother-brought over. And I still can't get to bed, despite the fact that he's already hit the sack long ago.
I miss luck13 like whoa. Like whoa. Having someone to talk to at any time of the day or night for the past few months has spoiled me. Now I get to be on my own for a couple of months as I try to get past my last year at Tulane. And how exciting that promises to be.
School's already started. I have quite a number of interesting classes. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I have Literary Investigations, a class on literary criticism. Basically, it teaches you how to read carefully and analyze what you've read. I've been doing this particular exercise since kindergarten, so I'm guessing this'll be one of the easy ones. Next, Elementary Symbolic Logic. This one's basically arithmetic with new and exciting symbols such as α and ¬γ and β∧δ. They may look scary, but this is somewhat along the difficulty level of ordinary addition, so I'm guessing this class will be a breeze as well.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I have History of Modern Philosophy. We've already started up a section focusing on René Descartes; in the meantime, I'm waiting for the other books, which no_ram has been kind enough to ship to me, considering I already had every book the class requires in my personal library. Following that class, I've got Restoration and 18th Century Literature. I think that's going to quickly become my favorite class. We're already delving into the history of the English civil wars and how these affected the literature of the times, including work by Thomas Hobbes and Patriarcha by Robert Filmer, which I'd always wanted to read but never found the time to.
On Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, I have wild one-day-a-week classes. Tuesdays' Cultural Policy Seminar is actually an English course I have to take. Don't know what that's about yet, since I haven't been to a Tuesday class yet. Wednesdays' Advanced Fiction Writing Workshop rocks my socks. Okay, seriously. This is going to be my favorite class. I love Dr. Morris. Apart from her amazing New Zealander accent, she's a writer and a professor-who swears that she wants to keep her focus on her writing-and she's already got us workshopping. She seems to want to get us working on our stuff ASAP. I like that. We're not wasting any time, and I'm glad because I'm spending way too much money to waste any of it.
Thursday worries me. It's with Dr. Riley, who I love, but he's already missing the first two weeks of classes. I'm biding my time. We'll see how things go. The class remains mostly untitled, which makes me question it all the more.
That's class in a nutshell. I need to get to bed so that I can be ready for reading and homework tomorrow. I'm turning into the nerd I love in me. Huzzah. Ciao and I'm gone.