Kill me now and don't bother reading this.
Art 280 - Painting I - Mondays and Wednesdays from 11-1:50. Sounds simple doesn't it? Buy your paints, buy your brushes, stretch your canvases tight. Wrong!!! You try shoving a 4'x4' peice of sound board into your sub compact car. It aint working so well. We had to tie it to the roof just to get it home and now my dad has to take a half day just to help me get it down to the university since I need his car. I am miffed. It really bothers me when professors go on a power trip of this sort to the point of denying all rational thought for the sake of their own whims. I really didn't have the time or the patience for this... especially since tomorrow = my day of hell. Every Wednesday from 7:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. I will be studious, I will be in class on time, I will...... aww who am I kidding. I will be a wreck, I will be sleeping through my Gen Eds, I will kill someone who crosses me in traffic, I will probably justify skipping class just to go paint. The Marisa you know now will not be the Marisa you find before you at the end of this semester. I will be stretched so thin you can use me as turpentine. (I thought I'd make a really bad painting joke in keeping with the theme of this whole rant.)