School
So another semester at MCC has been progressing and due to the lack of my own friends I have had to start paying more attention to my classmates and teachers.
Overall it's not so bad, I knew from the moment my Intro to Shakespeare said, "Titus Andronicus is my favorite because of the gore and incest." that we would get along just fine. The other students in that class are OK. At the moment I sit in front of a very attractive snobbish guy who reads to much and knows whoever the hell Machievelli is and has read is books. Darn over attractive and bookish guys, when they're dumb it's always easy to imagine you're better than them.
Other interesting peopel are the freaky unfortunatly faced preppy girl who wears terribly inappropriate cltohes on cold days, the ogress with amazing skin, and Olivia...brown noser.
Western Civ is much more interesting. My professor is a friendly woodchuck who is a strong believer in his "educational tools." This means that he has the students talk about the reading. What we really talk about is ourselves, well, sometimes we don't even talk, sometimes we just watch the girl who sits in front of me, Sara, eat paper. But that's another story. Anyway, heres the seating chart.
I sit on the right side, one row away from the wall in the second row back.
Peggy is beside the wall on my right, she is older.
In front of Peggy is Peter, Peter is in the front row. Peter is German and has an eyebrow piercing.
Sara sits in front of my and next to peter. She was in Carolyn's class last semester and has a baby nephew. The mother is around my age.
Alex sits next to Sara on her left, you all should know Alex at least vaguely.
Mary Grace sits next to Alex on her left, she used to attend ski club.
The girl who sits behind me is Stephanie, she lived in Italy for a year.
Next to Stephanie on her right, behind Peggy, is Warren. Warren is a bit of a slacker and is a computer technician.
Next to stephanie sits Lisa, Saras friend. She's very funny and likes John Waters
Now, i also know a few people on the opposite side of the room.
Kurt/Curt (aka German Boy) sits in the second row against the wall on the left. He is pretty cute and I used to stare at him before I saw him stand up and realized he had a depressingly huge bottom. Wah.
Andrew is a preppy kid who sits in the second row from the wall up in front.
Ben sits next to Andrew and recently got his haircut, he seems nice I guess, kinda odd.
I know a few other people but not very well. The class is fun mainly because we spend so little of it actually learning.
Creative writing was kind of a bust until I went early to my sutudent teacher meeting and ended up waiting with three classmates who were pretty amusing. We were up by the elevator in building five on the fourth floor. If you're at all familiar with area you will know that there is a huge historical mural by the elevator so, as we all waited, we debaated who the people on the mural were. The biggest mystery was a guy in a suit holding some sort of black thing...it was very confusing. I spent most of that time talking with a girl whose name I have forgotten. Occasionally the boy with spikey black hair would interject but he left pretty quickly. When nice girl had left I was left with only the third student...Creepy Guy.
Creepy Guy graduated from Hilton High last year and is...creepy. He reind me of Fuzzles in two years. He is obsessed with manga, anime, violence, comic books. And he randomly stomps very passionately. Nice Girl was perfect about it, she would just be frank about it and say, "Why did you just stomp?" Usually he would answer with some passionate speech about his artists frustration (He was trying to make a manga). After nice girl had left I made the mistake of asking him what his story was about...to be honest I'm still not sure, all I know is what it was called: A Heroes Last Stand. He did the honor of reading me the last line. Yay...
So overall school is OK, not so OK that I'm totally thrilled about WINTER CAMPING!!!!!!
I'm tired and I'm going to bed. Ciao!
P.S. Short story:
My Grammy and my Uncle Daniel were over at the house and I was making Maggie read my A+ paper about Little Red Riding Hood. The Paper was accompanied by a series of illustrations which I analyzed in the paper. Daniel asked about how I analyzed the picture and my mother mentioned how the worth is just a big penis. Daniel didn't believe me and the conversation culminated with my screamign, "Penis! Penis! Penis!" at my relatives while pointing at various phallic symbols in the pictures.
Overall it's not so bad, I knew from the moment my Intro to Shakespeare said, "Titus Andronicus is my favorite because of the gore and incest." that we would get along just fine. The other students in that class are OK. At the moment I sit in front of a very attractive snobbish guy who reads to much and knows whoever the hell Machievelli is and has read is books. Darn over attractive and bookish guys, when they're dumb it's always easy to imagine you're better than them.
Other interesting peopel are the freaky unfortunatly faced preppy girl who wears terribly inappropriate cltohes on cold days, the ogress with amazing skin, and Olivia...brown noser.
Western Civ is much more interesting. My professor is a friendly woodchuck who is a strong believer in his "educational tools." This means that he has the students talk about the reading. What we really talk about is ourselves, well, sometimes we don't even talk, sometimes we just watch the girl who sits in front of me, Sara, eat paper. But that's another story. Anyway, heres the seating chart.
I sit on the right side, one row away from the wall in the second row back.
Peggy is beside the wall on my right, she is older.
In front of Peggy is Peter, Peter is in the front row. Peter is German and has an eyebrow piercing.
Sara sits in front of my and next to peter. She was in Carolyn's class last semester and has a baby nephew. The mother is around my age.
Alex sits next to Sara on her left, you all should know Alex at least vaguely.
Mary Grace sits next to Alex on her left, she used to attend ski club.
The girl who sits behind me is Stephanie, she lived in Italy for a year.
Next to Stephanie on her right, behind Peggy, is Warren. Warren is a bit of a slacker and is a computer technician.
Next to stephanie sits Lisa, Saras friend. She's very funny and likes John Waters
Now, i also know a few people on the opposite side of the room.
Kurt/Curt (aka German Boy) sits in the second row against the wall on the left. He is pretty cute and I used to stare at him before I saw him stand up and realized he had a depressingly huge bottom. Wah.
Andrew is a preppy kid who sits in the second row from the wall up in front.
Ben sits next to Andrew and recently got his haircut, he seems nice I guess, kinda odd.
I know a few other people but not very well. The class is fun mainly because we spend so little of it actually learning.
Creative writing was kind of a bust until I went early to my sutudent teacher meeting and ended up waiting with three classmates who were pretty amusing. We were up by the elevator in building five on the fourth floor. If you're at all familiar with area you will know that there is a huge historical mural by the elevator so, as we all waited, we debaated who the people on the mural were. The biggest mystery was a guy in a suit holding some sort of black thing...it was very confusing. I spent most of that time talking with a girl whose name I have forgotten. Occasionally the boy with spikey black hair would interject but he left pretty quickly. When nice girl had left I was left with only the third student...Creepy Guy.
Creepy Guy graduated from Hilton High last year and is...creepy. He reind me of Fuzzles in two years. He is obsessed with manga, anime, violence, comic books. And he randomly stomps very passionately. Nice Girl was perfect about it, she would just be frank about it and say, "Why did you just stomp?" Usually he would answer with some passionate speech about his artists frustration (He was trying to make a manga). After nice girl had left I made the mistake of asking him what his story was about...to be honest I'm still not sure, all I know is what it was called: A Heroes Last Stand. He did the honor of reading me the last line. Yay...
So overall school is OK, not so OK that I'm totally thrilled about WINTER CAMPING!!!!!!
I'm tired and I'm going to bed. Ciao!
P.S. Short story:
My Grammy and my Uncle Daniel were over at the house and I was making Maggie read my A+ paper about Little Red Riding Hood. The Paper was accompanied by a series of illustrations which I analyzed in the paper. Daniel asked about how I analyzed the picture and my mother mentioned how the worth is just a big penis. Daniel didn't believe me and the conversation culminated with my screamign, "Penis! Penis! Penis!" at my relatives while pointing at various phallic symbols in the pictures.