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#302 - My brain is still on spring break.
Apr. 3rd, 2009 05:30 pmIt's only the first week of classes and I'm skipping already, whoops. At least it's not like spring quarter two years ago, where I actually skipped the entire first week of classes. That shit was kind of bananas.
Mostly I'm still dkajdflajdlfkja over my current schedule and trying to get used to it.* Taking naps in-between my classes on Tuesdays and Thursday seems to help with preventing me from falling into a stupor during my second class at 5:45pm (which isn't helped by the fact that the professor turns down the lights in the complab so that everyone can see the projection screen where he does Powerpoint slides and program demos), but it also kind of prevents me from going to sleep on time, too. I don't know, I'm still working out the logistics of this "normal sleeping schedule" thing. Also, my laptop is a BRICKBRICKBRICK and it sucks to carry it around, but it's nice to use my own computer to get on the interwebs and stuff.
Speaking of my TuTh classes, my professor for those classes kinda looks like a male version of Vienna Teng. I am endlessly amused by this. Alas, I have no pictures to prove this to you, so you'll have to take my word for it. Resemblance to music goddesses aside, he's a cool, laid-back guy, and as far as I can tell he seems to be a pretty good teacher.
I am much less thrilled with my HAA115 class. It's a bad sign when, instead of listening to the professor, I end up writing lyric sketches for the first time in forever in my notebook. Le sigh. At least this class is only an hour long, but it's three times a week. falkdflakjfkad. Today I was supposed to hand in a hand-drawn map of Asia for that class, and I actually started it Thursday afternoon and got about halfway through it, but then I realized the paper I was using was too small and that I needed two sheets to be able to fit in all the ridiculous details my professor wants on the map. I intended to dash off a redrawn map today at the lunch table afer Japanese class, but, uh, yeah, I decided I didn't feel like going to class at all today. LULZ. Mommykins was kind of "uhhhh isn't this going to affect your grades?" and I was like "yeah sure but I skipped classes last quarter and still got all A's" and then she was like "oh okay that's fine I'mma sleep now".
I still need to write up my thoughts on Michiko to Hatchin, but I guess it would be more prudent to work on that map first, huh?
-Reileen
just blackened houses, a voice without says
*FUCK YOU, 8:30AM CLASSES, FUCK YOU. And I heard that DePaul is apparently going to start offering 8:00am classes next year? FUCK YOU IN THE ASS WITH A SPIKED DILDO, DEPAUL. If I have to take an 8:00am class next year I am going to massacre cheagles with an AK-47.
Mostly I'm still dkajdflajdlfkja over my current schedule and trying to get used to it.* Taking naps in-between my classes on Tuesdays and Thursday seems to help with preventing me from falling into a stupor during my second class at 5:45pm (which isn't helped by the fact that the professor turns down the lights in the complab so that everyone can see the projection screen where he does Powerpoint slides and program demos), but it also kind of prevents me from going to sleep on time, too. I don't know, I'm still working out the logistics of this "normal sleeping schedule" thing. Also, my laptop is a BRICKBRICKBRICK and it sucks to carry it around, but it's nice to use my own computer to get on the interwebs and stuff.
Speaking of my TuTh classes, my professor for those classes kinda looks like a male version of Vienna Teng. I am endlessly amused by this. Alas, I have no pictures to prove this to you, so you'll have to take my word for it. Resemblance to music goddesses aside, he's a cool, laid-back guy, and as far as I can tell he seems to be a pretty good teacher.
I am much less thrilled with my HAA115 class. It's a bad sign when, instead of listening to the professor, I end up writing lyric sketches for the first time in forever in my notebook. Le sigh. At least this class is only an hour long, but it's three times a week. falkdflakjfkad. Today I was supposed to hand in a hand-drawn map of Asia for that class, and I actually started it Thursday afternoon and got about halfway through it, but then I realized the paper I was using was too small and that I needed two sheets to be able to fit in all the ridiculous details my professor wants on the map. I intended to dash off a redrawn map today at the lunch table afer Japanese class, but, uh, yeah, I decided I didn't feel like going to class at all today. LULZ. Mommykins was kind of "uhhhh isn't this going to affect your grades?" and I was like "yeah sure but I skipped classes last quarter and still got all A's" and then she was like "oh okay that's fine I'mma sleep now".
I still need to write up my thoughts on Michiko to Hatchin, but I guess it would be more prudent to work on that map first, huh?
-Reileen
just blackened houses, a voice without says
*FUCK YOU, 8:30AM CLASSES, FUCK YOU. And I heard that DePaul is apparently going to start offering 8:00am classes next year? FUCK YOU IN THE ASS WITH A SPIKED DILDO, DEPAUL. If I have to take an 8:00am class next year I am going to massacre cheagles with an AK-47.
