And how was YOUR day?
Now that I have had all of my classes once, I can evaluate my opinions and expectations for the semester.
Women Mystics: Awesome, as long as I don't slack off. Liz Carr is fabulous, and the readings are going to be cool. EXERCISE is a requirement of the class, which joyifies me. And of course there are two fabulous people in there with me. We're supposed to write in journals every day. I almost laughed.
Italian: Amy Berger, who used to live in my house, is taking this class with me. (This is a good thing) Italian always seems really good at the beginning of the semester, because I love the language and the professors and there is always someone new teaching me who doesn't know how much I slacked off in my previous Italian classes. There's always an element of unreasonable hope. But Lent should help with fixing that problem.
Approaches to the Study of Religion: Erika is in the class with me, AND we are working on our pair presentation together, which is SO COOL. The class was supposed to be co-taught by Lois Dubin, who I have some problems with because she is very superior and unforgiving and reminds me of how my clarinet teacher acted when I didn't practice, and Carol Zaleski, my angel-glow advisor. Carol is going to be on medical leave this semester, so she is teaching only TWO classes, while Lois is teaching all the rest. This class, a requirement for the religion major, is known as one of the more stupidly-run classes in the department. I am not happy about this, but if I just pretend like it is contemplative literature, it'll be okay.
Jesus Seminar: Okay, so Karl Donfried isn't THAT scary, but undemanding he isn't either. No wonder Kim spent half her last semester writing her seminar paper. I am half-terrified, half-confident.
Jazz Dance: Perfect. Carol Huncik is such a marvelous person (I am noticing a theme with wonderful people named Carol). I love dance class. I love the dance name game. I love all of it.
I saw the hawk again today. He was sitting in the elm tree in front of Chapin. Still looking confused. Poor boy. I am naming him Timothy.
Women Mystics: Awesome, as long as I don't slack off. Liz Carr is fabulous, and the readings are going to be cool. EXERCISE is a requirement of the class, which joyifies me. And of course there are two fabulous people in there with me. We're supposed to write in journals every day. I almost laughed.
Italian: Amy Berger, who used to live in my house, is taking this class with me. (This is a good thing) Italian always seems really good at the beginning of the semester, because I love the language and the professors and there is always someone new teaching me who doesn't know how much I slacked off in my previous Italian classes. There's always an element of unreasonable hope. But Lent should help with fixing that problem.
Approaches to the Study of Religion: Erika is in the class with me, AND we are working on our pair presentation together, which is SO COOL. The class was supposed to be co-taught by Lois Dubin, who I have some problems with because she is very superior and unforgiving and reminds me of how my clarinet teacher acted when I didn't practice, and Carol Zaleski, my angel-glow advisor. Carol is going to be on medical leave this semester, so she is teaching only TWO classes, while Lois is teaching all the rest. This class, a requirement for the religion major, is known as one of the more stupidly-run classes in the department. I am not happy about this, but if I just pretend like it is contemplative literature, it'll be okay.
Jesus Seminar: Okay, so Karl Donfried isn't THAT scary, but undemanding he isn't either. No wonder Kim spent half her last semester writing her seminar paper. I am half-terrified, half-confident.
Jazz Dance: Perfect. Carol Huncik is such a marvelous person (I am noticing a theme with wonderful people named Carol). I love dance class. I love the dance name game. I love all of it.
I saw the hawk again today. He was sitting in the elm tree in front of Chapin. Still looking confused. Poor boy. I am naming him Timothy.