But I am le tired.
*Drama drama drama* (Notice my very clever way of avoiding all the random bullshit that goes on in my head? Haha!) Drama? says you. Aye, says I. But it be only the first day of term, says you. Aye, says I. And the hilarious thing is, it's all in my own head. Go figure. I need a vacation from my mind. A long one. But sadly, this is impossible. I imagine I'll get over it. After all, I've misread many things in my life before now. Why should this be any different?
Classes today went well. Call me crazy, but Advanced Comp actually looks to be an interesting class. No final, either. Yay! Just a portfolio of three essays that will have already been written earlier in the term and must be revised for the final. Also found out this morning that one cannot "double dip" with electives, so I shall shortly become a Literature major with a Creative Writing minor. :) I'm not about to stick around for another year and a half to get two majors. No bloody way. In all reality, I need to talk to Sandra (Dr. Holstein, my advisor) and figure out what I have as far as credits go, and what I still need. *Sigh* So much to do.
My other class today was Energy Alternatives. Apparently it was billed as Engery Policies but is actually Energy Alternatives. Whatever. As long as it's a science synthesis class, I don't care what it's called. Looks to be relatively easy. I mean, there's reading to be done, two papers, two quizzes, a midterm, and a final, but I've had worse. I've had fucking Carney for two terms. I can survive anything, goddammit.
Speaking of Carney, I have my grades for last term. Did much, much better than I expected. B+ in Carney's class, and I didn't do half the work! Ha. Go, me! A- in Women's Writing and A in Poetry. Whee!
Choir, Rhetoric, and Advanced Poetry tomorrow. Should be interesting. And nice, considering I don't start the day until noon. Hee. Love being a Lit major. My schedule is strange. 8-10 Monday morning, then a break until 2 for science, so I have time to go the Y and fart around on the internet. Lovely. As soon as I get a job, though, I won't have time to play around anymore, which is sad, but money is better. Now to just get a job. Too bad no one wants to hire me. I can't go back to John Day this summer. I'll seriously go mad with nothing to do and no one to see. And I need work. I have to make money so I can afford to fly to England to do grad school interviews. Ugh. Grad school. I need to start applying. *Sob* Why, why, why, why must I grow up and have to get a job! Life sucks, you know? I wanna be dependent and lazy for the rest of my life. Think I could be a trophy wife? Nah...not pretty enough. And I'd get bored. Meh. This is pointless. I'ma go read Adv. Comp.
Namárië
Classes today went well. Call me crazy, but Advanced Comp actually looks to be an interesting class. No final, either. Yay! Just a portfolio of three essays that will have already been written earlier in the term and must be revised for the final. Also found out this morning that one cannot "double dip" with electives, so I shall shortly become a Literature major with a Creative Writing minor. :) I'm not about to stick around for another year and a half to get two majors. No bloody way. In all reality, I need to talk to Sandra (Dr. Holstein, my advisor) and figure out what I have as far as credits go, and what I still need. *Sigh* So much to do.
My other class today was Energy Alternatives. Apparently it was billed as Engery Policies but is actually Energy Alternatives. Whatever. As long as it's a science synthesis class, I don't care what it's called. Looks to be relatively easy. I mean, there's reading to be done, two papers, two quizzes, a midterm, and a final, but I've had worse. I've had fucking Carney for two terms. I can survive anything, goddammit.
Speaking of Carney, I have my grades for last term. Did much, much better than I expected. B+ in Carney's class, and I didn't do half the work! Ha. Go, me! A- in Women's Writing and A in Poetry. Whee!
Choir, Rhetoric, and Advanced Poetry tomorrow. Should be interesting. And nice, considering I don't start the day until noon. Hee. Love being a Lit major. My schedule is strange. 8-10 Monday morning, then a break until 2 for science, so I have time to go the Y and fart around on the internet. Lovely. As soon as I get a job, though, I won't have time to play around anymore, which is sad, but money is better. Now to just get a job. Too bad no one wants to hire me. I can't go back to John Day this summer. I'll seriously go mad with nothing to do and no one to see. And I need work. I have to make money so I can afford to fly to England to do grad school interviews. Ugh. Grad school. I need to start applying. *Sob* Why, why, why, why must I grow up and have to get a job! Life sucks, you know? I wanna be dependent and lazy for the rest of my life. Think I could be a trophy wife? Nah...not pretty enough. And I'd get bored. Meh. This is pointless. I'ma go read Adv. Comp.
Namárië