Oct 23, 2007 17:47
I am not looking forward to taking a test in Art History at 8am tomorrow. It's an ok class, but I think that answering questions about what art means to our Professor is a little riduclous.
Me-"Why is Professor Sanstead giving us a test on what art means to him and has never once asked us what it means to us?"
Zac-"Because we're not smart enough to know what it means to us."
Frustrating but true, Sandstead is all about me, me, me and that gets old fast. Motivational teacher, but crappy listening skills.
He was the main reason we were going to NYC to go to galleries but oh no, Sandstead just doesn't feel like going now.
Poopyhead.