Life is good.
I need to read two articles and organize a binder for tomorrow. I'll have plenty of time tomorrow evening to read the three chapters that are due Thursday.
It's funny, I've taken classes with all three of my professors this quarter before, and my binder organization is different between them but the same for each. Uh. What I mean is that my Chip binders always look the same and my Tim Jordan binders always look the same. My Randall binder will actually probably look different, though. We'll see.
I really like all my classes this quarter. Even though they're all huge (every single one is larger than 12 people! VOMG!) it seems like they're all full of very smart respectful articulate people. The books look terrific, there's a lot of writing but not an overwhelming amount, and my classmates in Human Rights are outspoken enough that I don't think Chip will get carried away with enthusiasm and lecture for two hours straight like he sometimes does. And I suppose I'll live through the meditation in Tim's class. Maybe. Hopefully.
Next week I need to meet with Chip about doing my writing cert II paper in his class. I should probably go in with some idea of what I want to write about. Hm. I will probably wait til March to set up other meetings, but I need to talk to Mandy about my senior project and Charissa about an independent study in fall block.
Which brings me to work. Not only did I get the go-ahead yesterday for my Youth Arts Volunteers program and setting up a series of workshops, today I semi-purposefully volunteered myself as director of a kid's theater camp this summer. I was thinking more Administrivia Go-To Gal but apparantly that translates to Director. Good times. Those three projects should keep me hella busy at work, which pleases me.
The family theater performances this week are going well, except the beetles' arms keep falling off.
Oh, and tomorrow's Valentine's Day and I'll be out from 7:30 to 3:30 and Zack will be doing paperwork til late at night. Hm.
It's funny, I've taken classes with all three of my professors this quarter before, and my binder organization is different between them but the same for each. Uh. What I mean is that my Chip binders always look the same and my Tim Jordan binders always look the same. My Randall binder will actually probably look different, though. We'll see.
I really like all my classes this quarter. Even though they're all huge (every single one is larger than 12 people! VOMG!) it seems like they're all full of very smart respectful articulate people. The books look terrific, there's a lot of writing but not an overwhelming amount, and my classmates in Human Rights are outspoken enough that I don't think Chip will get carried away with enthusiasm and lecture for two hours straight like he sometimes does. And I suppose I'll live through the meditation in Tim's class. Maybe. Hopefully.
Next week I need to meet with Chip about doing my writing cert II paper in his class. I should probably go in with some idea of what I want to write about. Hm. I will probably wait til March to set up other meetings, but I need to talk to Mandy about my senior project and Charissa about an independent study in fall block.
Which brings me to work. Not only did I get the go-ahead yesterday for my Youth Arts Volunteers program and setting up a series of workshops, today I semi-purposefully volunteered myself as director of a kid's theater camp this summer. I was thinking more Administrivia Go-To Gal but apparantly that translates to Director. Good times. Those three projects should keep me hella busy at work, which pleases me.
The family theater performances this week are going well, except the beetles' arms keep falling off.
Oh, and tomorrow's Valentine's Day and I'll be out from 7:30 to 3:30 and Zack will be doing paperwork til late at night. Hm.