Jan 15, 2008 15:02
I AM AT SCHOOL. AND SDKJFHASJHA MY NEW CLASSES: I THINK I WILL ACTUALLY WANT TO GO TO THEM THIS SEMESTER. THAT IS SUCH A FOREIGN FEELING. I KNOW THIS IS LONG, BUT IT IS SO FUCKING AWESOME.
First? I had "Electronic Imaging" (it was Computer Art when I signed up for it, wth), which is basically a Photoshop and Illustrator class. AND WE HAVE SHINY NEW MACS. SDFJKASH I'VE NEVER USED A MAC FOR REAL BEFORE. AND THEY ARE BRAND NEW AND THEY ARE *HUGE* AND THE KEYBOARDS ARE *SO* COOL. AND MY CLASSROOM? IS IN THE BRAND NEW ART WING. SDJKFASH. And my teacher!! I love him!! I loved him the moment he said, "Okay, so if you leave me a voicemail? I probably won't notice for about two days. But my email - I check my email like... well, pretty much HOURLY. So, it's more reliable than my phone." HI, JUST ASK ANY OF YOU WHO HAVE MY NUMBER. I HATE MY PHONE AND NEVER NOTICE WHEN I GET VOICEMAILS FOR LIKE THREE DAYS. And and and!!! He's going to teach me new shit - like batch processing. LIKE HOW TO RESIZE HUNDREDS OF IMAGES AT A TIME, WITHIN LIKE 5 SECONDS. How handy will THAT end up being? There's a way of writing commands or something. And he made us fill out a survey and he asked us what our majors were, and if we had Photoshop experience, and then and then and then!! He asked us what kind of movies and music we like. HOW CUTE IS THAT. GOD I love teachers who give a shit. OH OH AND OMG! WE HAVE A SWEET PRINTER IN THERE, THAT MAKES "ARCHIVAL PRINTS". AND HE SAID THAT MEANS THEY LAST FOR 80-100 YEARS. SO I WILL BASICALLY BE MAKING WHAT WILL BE CONSIDERED ~ANCIENT ARTIFACTS~ IN THE FUTURE. And we will be making posters in Photoshop and mounting them on fun white corkboard and special papers and sdljk fhahsadjklf hasdjkfh WE GET TO USE AN EXACTOKNIFE - HE TOLD ME TO GET ONE. No, I don't think you even KNOW how excited I am for this fucking class. This is something I actually don't mind paying for. And also!! NO TEXTBOOK. MY GOD THAT IS EPIC WIN IF I EVER SAW IT.
We got done like 50 minutes early, so, WIN. I went to get a sandwich because I was freaking out because SDKJFAH OKAY. I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which is badass, but that means that I am in class literally ALL day. I have 10 minutes in between each class, except for right now, when I have about an hour and a half. SO, WHEN AM I GOING TO EAT, RIGHT? I was worried about that lol, SO I WENT. AND I HEARD "ORDINARY MIRACLE" PLAYING ON THEIR RADIO. SDKJFAHS ASJLKDFLJHAS SDFKHA!!! AND IT FREAKED ME OUT BECAUSE I GOT A TEXT AT THE EXACT TIME AND IT FUCKING WAS ONE OF THOSE ORDINARY MIRACLE THINGS. ♥ ♥ ♥ (and Hell, I hope you have fun at Sara's!) But then I wanted to kill myself because there was no parking when I got back. And this isn't my normal "oh, there's no parking CLOSE ENOUGH for me" issue - NO. There was literally NO. PARKING. So I drove around and cried and screamed because seriously, shit like that frustrates me to no end. AND I ENDED UP PARKING LIKE A MILE AWAY. IN THE COLD. WITH NO HAT OR ANYTHING TO COVER MY POOR EARS AND NECK AND FACE. And I remember clearly thinking, "Suffering THIS? for SCHOOL? does not compute. See, I'd do it for Lisa Edelstein, or a new episode of House, or even a new pair of really cute pants. But not for a fucking class that I'm not even interested in." AND I WANTED TO CRY.
Then, I had Human Biology, which I never expected to like. BUT OH MY GOD I LOVE THE TEACHER. I LOVE HIM. He's funny and laidback (and omg his minnesotan? accent is SOOOOO thick) but not TOO laidback where I think the class will be easy. It will be hard, and it will suck, and I will probably fail, just because it's structured in a way that is really bad for me. Like he requires 3 hours in the lab each week and that doesnt fit my schedule, because there's no way in hell i'm coming in here on any other day that I dont have to JUST to do my gay-ass Bio lab. AND FUCK, YOU GUYS, WE HAVE TO DO A RAT DISSECTION. BY OURSELVES. AND THERE IS NO ALTERNATE OPTION. NO FUCKING WAY. I heard a horror story about one of my mom's friend's daughters who dissected a rat and ended up throwing up because HER RAT HAD BABIES INSIDE. So that will suck. I think I want to push myself to deal, though, because I like the teacher. And the people in my class were not all quiet and boring. Like, it'll be a fun class, but there's just so much work. And it's so fucking COMPLICATED, too! We have lab cards and lockers and lab points and oral quizzes and sign-up books and we can't chew gum and GOD! *dies of confusion and impending doom* And it sucks because I don't care about biology. BUT OMG WE GOT OUR FIRST LAB AND IT IS ABOUT MEMORIZING BODY PARTS AND I FIGURED I TOTALLY NEED TO LEARN THEM BECAUSE OF HOUSE. THEN I GOT EXCITED. And then, LOLOLOL ONE OF THE PARTS ON THE LIST WAS THE CLITORIS. AND I DIED OF SILENT LOL BECAUSE ALL I COULD THINK OF WAS DWIGHT. "WHERE IS THE CLITORIS?" AND SDKLFHSA SPEAKING OF... REPRODUCTION-RELATED THINGS: you guys. ljsdfa!! THERE IS A BEAUTIFUL BOY, IN THAT CLASS. AND HE SAT RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. AND HE WAS WEARING A YELLOW SWEATER AND GOD I AM SO ATTRACTED TO GUYS' DRESS. AND HIS HAIR WAS AMAZING AND HIS FACE OH MY GOD HIS FACE. I don't get physically attracted to people very much. But he, he, he?! SDLKJFAS, FUCK ME, LITERALLY, PLEASE. He seemed pretty into the girl next to him, though, which sucks. And she had a ring on her finger. A diamond one, on her left ring finger. So then I was like "FUCK I NEVER EVEN THOUGHT TO CHECK HIM!!" He didn't have one, though. His name was Mark - I stalked his paper - but I shall refer to him as Mysterious Beautiful. And I love him, the end. I COULDN'T EVEN FOCUS ON THE SYLLABUS.
Then sdkjfha! I had my Intro to Theatre: Television course. AND I LOVED MY TEACHER THE SECOND I SAW HIM. He's not hot, at all, but I am really good at feeling people out right away, whether I'll get along with them or not. AND I KNEW I WOULD LOVE HIM. AND I DID. And he is so funny and so passionate about TV and kjsasddf just the shit he was saying - he said he got into teaching this course because television had a huge impact on and was a huge part of his formative years and he just loves all aspects of it and dkjsdaf. He said we're gonna look at it technically as well as sociologically - WHY it's important, what makes it successful, why we care, what it means to us, etc. LIKE, HELLO, PERFECT CLASS, THANK YOU. And he was talking (I've developed a habit of writing amazing things my teachers say in the margins of my notes) about how the class is going to be largely discussion-based. "Whatever you bring to the table, THAT'S what I'm interested in -- YOUR experience with television." AND HE IS SO AWESOME. He was like, "You can sleep in here, I don't care, but I'm marking you absent. Which is stupid because you have a more comfortable bed at home. I'm not gonna care, I'm not gonna make a scene, I'm going to let you sleep." And other stuff too, "I know you're adults who have the ability to make your own decisions." He is so laidback, and people who just let me BE and people who DO let me make my own decisions, usually end up with me making the right ones because I don't feel like I have any points to prove by making the wrong ones, if that makes sense. I'm just more successful when people let me do my own thing. OH OH OH AND OH MY GOD I ALMOST TOTALLY CRIED. He has a list of "Other Course Policies", and the first thing on the list is that we all need to meet with the instructor for a one-on-one 5-10 minute meeting. And he said that's not required, but requested. "I know some of you have the philosophy that 'Oh, I'm just gonna go to college and take what the professors have to give - the knowledge and the grades - and then leave. I don't need to talk to them beyond that', and that's fine, but I need more than that. I have a lot of students and I don't get to know you much aside from where you sit in my room, and I just want ONE opportunity to have a conversation with you. Where we can talk about... Lost, or... the Twins, or.. nothing at all, your grades, whatever you want to talk about." LIKE SKJAF SJDKFA KSAJFA!!! HOW. FUCKING. CUTE/NICE/SWEET/100-OTHER-ADJECTIVES IS THAT. I am so excited for this class for like 9387429842 different reasons. IT'S LIKE A FUCKING FANDOM CLASS, AND I SAY THAT QUITE LITERALLY. Oh and then! lol, he was talking about youtube. "I will full-on admit that I? LOVE. YOUTUBE. Because I can find ANYTHING I WANT ON THERE to show you guys. And until it gets shut down, UNTIL IT GETS SHUT DOWN, I'm gonna use it as a resource." Like fun. AND THIS IS HARDLY EVEN AN ELECTIVE - IT FILLS LIKE THREE OF MY GEN ED REQUIREMENTS. WTH, IT IS TOO AWESOME TO ACTUALLY BE NECESSARY.
And now I have to go to my last class, Creative Writing. fail (ACTUALLY NO. I'm really excited. Because I plan on basing all of my characters on like, House and Scully). Did I mention I'm running on like an hour of sleep? Because I am. AND I WONT GET A NAP. BECAUSE I AM HERE TIL 5 AND THEN IDOL IS ON TONIGHT SKJDFHSA SDFKAHF
BUT LIKE, HI, SAY HELLO TO THE BEST SEMESTER OF ANYONE'S EXISTENCE EVER IN ALL OF TIME. AND I ONLY HAVE TO GET OUT OF BED ON TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYS! MY GOD!
teacher - sean,
character - house,
school,
school - uni,
character - scully,
tv - ai,
photoshop,
day - amazing,
boy,
lj - gentleflower,
lj - sunspawn