oh yesss
Came home to a house without extra family in it. Eeee my bed ♥
5 days on a couch sucks, man.
Fixed up my alarms and washed my sheets, eliminated old person perfume and general smell of icky, and fixed my plush pile that they used as some kind of bedside table, despite having one on the other side :[ They managed to knock EVERYTHING over, augh.
I managed to find another jar to put my buttons in to. Bailey's organization level +1
Life Drawing class was today, and actually went by really quick since I was spending most of the beginning looking through the handout he gave from a book explaining leg muscles. I had fun figuring out how to draw muscles onto our class skeleton. c:
Is it weird that I don't really like it when someone is consistently giving you extra attention? Not the teacher, but a classmate. In an admiration kinda way. My stuff is seriously not special :(
The model was a repeat of the heater guy. I wonder if he's really a nudist or something, because this guy never put on his clothes ever. All the other guys we got at least had shorts to put on during breaks. Also I almost couldn't draw him at one point, because he had like a single drop of pee on his penis and ohmygod fffffff I couldn't FOCUS
I am also not seeing much of a point to my Ethics class anymore. :\ All we do is get sidetracked (today is was about California rejecting the legalization of pot), and then spend maybe 15 minutes on the lecture. That stupid debate should not have been as loud or as long as it was, but we have some kind of pot-fanboy diehard in my class who just has an opinion on everything. Fuck your opinion, if it works for him, then it works for everyone. And he will talk and argue you to death. My professor didn't exactly stop it though, since he kept throwing out (valid) counterpoints, and it just egged the guy on about how awesome pot is and how wrong you are.
Then some 30-something in class makes me want to punch him in the face, since EVERY TIME I enter the classroom, he says "there she is!" like I'm late or something. Then he'll raise the desk and laugh until someone notices and tells him to knock it off. He also has an opinion on everything.
I really wish there was another girl in that class. The amount of stupid and testosterone in that room is suffocating.
5 days on a couch sucks, man.
Fixed up my alarms and washed my sheets, eliminated old person perfume and general smell of icky, and fixed my plush pile that they used as some kind of bedside table, despite having one on the other side :[ They managed to knock EVERYTHING over, augh.
I managed to find another jar to put my buttons in to. Bailey's organization level +1
Life Drawing class was today, and actually went by really quick since I was spending most of the beginning looking through the handout he gave from a book explaining leg muscles. I had fun figuring out how to draw muscles onto our class skeleton. c:
Is it weird that I don't really like it when someone is consistently giving you extra attention? Not the teacher, but a classmate. In an admiration kinda way. My stuff is seriously not special :(
The model was a repeat of the heater guy. I wonder if he's really a nudist or something, because this guy never put on his clothes ever. All the other guys we got at least had shorts to put on during breaks. Also I almost couldn't draw him at one point, because he had like a single drop of pee on his penis and ohmygod fffffff I couldn't FOCUS
I am also not seeing much of a point to my Ethics class anymore. :\ All we do is get sidetracked (today is was about California rejecting the legalization of pot), and then spend maybe 15 minutes on the lecture. That stupid debate should not have been as loud or as long as it was, but we have some kind of pot-fanboy diehard in my class who just has an opinion on everything. Fuck your opinion, if it works for him, then it works for everyone. And he will talk and argue you to death. My professor didn't exactly stop it though, since he kept throwing out (valid) counterpoints, and it just egged the guy on about how awesome pot is and how wrong you are.
Then some 30-something in class makes me want to punch him in the face, since EVERY TIME I enter the classroom, he says "there she is!" like I'm late or something. Then he'll raise the desk and laugh until someone notices and tells him to knock it off. He also has an opinion on everything.
I really wish there was another girl in that class. The amount of stupid and testosterone in that room is suffocating.