evilhippo: hippo (44 [hmm])
( Mar. 28th, 2007 11:40 pm)
So much on my mind lately. I think that pretty much comes with having four classes, though. It keeps me... conscious, I suppose. I let so much slide by when I've only got three classes, and now I've got four, my BA to finish up, a PE class, and I'm thinking about picking up another part-time job.

Quite obviously, I haven't hit my stride yet this quarter. Hopefully I'll be forgiven tomorrow for having nothing to talk about in my Medieval Lit class. The reading's several thousand lines long, and I don't have the chops to deal with that much Middle English. And I'm a bit more worried about my Renaissance Drama class, since there are only two other people to carry the conversation (though it looks like there are four people registered now. That's kind of a comfort.) The books still aren't in for my 18th century lit class, and I'm going to do my Graphic Novel reading between classes, since I'll have nothing better to do.

In which I muse more on my Graphic Novel class... )

In unrelated class-type news, I'm actually considering buying a pair of ballet shoes. Not because I need them, but because they're comfy, and my ballet class will be a good excuse. (Same goes for the comfy pants I'm going to have to find and buy, since at best I've only got about one pair.) So, I've got myself a trip downtown sometime this weekend, when I'm not working on my BA (which I imagine I'll be working on most of Friday and Saturday, since I'm kind of behind again, and want to do a lot of rearranging. Anyone care to give me a hand with read-overs of the first chapter and such? At this point, I'm paranoid that my changes will make things worse, and it'd be useful to have people to talk me out of my paranoia. And hopefully get me though the extra chapter or two I have to have done by April 9th.)

I love being busy. I feel so much more useful. And it's keeping my mind off the fact that this is my last quarter here. Be happy for that, because otherwise I'd be a horrible nostalgic sap at this point, and it'd only get worse as the months went on. (You're lucky I have better things to write about. And dubiously better things to do.)
All four classes on Tuesday and Thursday doesn't seem like it'll be as horrible as it could be. And I have an hour and a half in the middle of the afternoon which I promise myself I will use for swimming laps so I won't be in horrible shameful shape all quarter. (My goals! They are... kind of odd. Oh well.)

There are only three people in my Renaissance Urban Drama class. I'm going to have to withhold my judgment on that one for about a week, so I can figure out whether it's going to be really awkward all quarter, or awesome. The other girl seems kind of uptight and icky, but the guy (he was in my Hum class first year, oddly enough) seems cool enough. It's possible we'll survive. As long as I can overwrite my discovery today, which was that the prof has David Tennant's eyes and hair. The glasses threw me off for a good hour, then I noticed it and couldn't stop seeing him as a slightly shrunk version of him (as long as I didn't look at his mouth). It was nine in the morning... that's my defense.

Medieval English Lit is going to be a chore, since everything is going to be staying in Middle English. But, we don't have to know it, since everything will be annotated. And it's cool to read in Middle English. And, quite possibly the strongest mark in its favour is that the prof reads things aloud in Middle English (it sounds kind of like English rendered with a really, really heavy Scottish accent. Which makes me think of Highlander, unfortunately.)

Irony in 18th century lit should be pretty tolerable. It's definitely a class that I'm only looking forward to the reading in, though. The prof seems interesting, though she's almost unnaturally skinny. She looks Irish, and (as I could've told you in the first five minutes of class, when she managed "aboat" and "soory" within 30 seconds of each other) is Canadian. All irrelevant facts, really. But there they are. Mostly, I'm taking this class because we're reading Tristram Shandy, and I want an excuse to read that.

Then there's "The Graphic Novel." Which, by my analysis, should be the coolest of my classes. I don't know why I went into this class expecting that it wouldn't be full of pretentious English majors and other annoying ilk, but I did. This is obviously my first mistake, so I'll give it a few more days before I go off on a long "Holy crap, annoying people" tangent. But I'd say 75% of the class is totally clueless on comics of all but the standard newspaper sort and (just as I thought) 300 and other such movies. Honest, 300 and Spiderman are the ones that came up. People could at least take the class because of Sin City. Please? Also, there's a contingent of about 5 especially clueless and vocal econ majors. I wouldn't mind them if they weren't so vocal. And clueless. And since there are five of them, they make up a full fifth of the class. That is bad. So, I think for Thursday I'll make an effort to stop looking at most of the class as annoying, and maybe it won't be so bad. But unfortunately right now, this is the one class I'm closest to dropping, because group projects are a good half of my grade, and if less than half of the class is tolerable, the chances of being in a tolerable group are quite slim, especially considering my usual luck with groups. Gah.
evilhippo: hippo (10 [wee])
( Jan. 9th, 2007 11:23 pm)
I think this might be the earliest I've been able to make a "Hey guys, these are my classes!" post. This makes me very happy, on top of the happy I already am over my classes. So, my schedule for this quarter looks like this:

In which I ramble at length about my classes )
evilhippo: hippo (34 [sleepy])
( Sep. 25th, 2006 09:51 pm)
No matter what I do, I've only got one class MWF. I guess that's not bad, but it's a 1:30 class which means I can sleep in forever those days. And that's not good for me. Le sigh. And I'm still in the middle of this sort of semi-panic state because I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. Do I want to go to the poetry class? Do I skip the art class in the hopes of getting into the photography class (because I don't want the art class except to get into the photography class). How awkward is it going to be to show up for the photography class and beg the professor? (The only answer to that that I have right now is Thousands of Times Less Awkward Than Showing Up For the Fiction Class). I've decided I'm going to write an e-mail to the fiction prof, see if I can meet with him sometime or just state my case through e-mail, but, gah, I'm so terrified of him. I know I have to try, but I just have no idea how.

And it doesn't help that I'm like, fifty billion times more lost than usual now because my computer's on its way to Texas to be fixed. I finally gave in and sent it off, because it finally started breaking before dusk and I was tired of waiting. Calling FedEx to schedule a pickup was... erm... an adventure. Let it be known that I officially hate voice-recognition automated phone... thingies. It kept asking me questions I didn't know the answer to, so I'd hang up on it and try again. 0 didn't get me an operator. Saying "operator" didn't get me an operator. So I finally stuck it out and stayed on the line through all the stupid questions until it decided it also had no idea what I was talking about and asked me if I wanted to talk to a representative. In fact, it said "If you would like to speak with a representative, say 'representative'". And in what I believe was a clear voice I said "representative". To which it replied "Thank you for calling FedEx" and hung up on me. So I started over and actually got a representative the second time. Freaking phones.

So... now I'm lost, computerless, mostly without classes... and I've got a headache. It's not cool. Though, at least Intro to Fiction is sort of a cool class. People are right, the prof is interesting. I think I'll like it. So... I guess, on the bright side, at least right now 100% of my classes are cool.
evilhippo: hippo (13 [writing])
( Oct. 4th, 2005 06:52 pm)
So like, I was sitting in class today doodling Hughes in the margins and not paying attention because like, who pays attention to class when you could be thinking about FMA? But I had to keep looking up and yelling "omg, FMA, where?" every time the professor said "transmutation of species" or "theory of homunculi." This is even better than last year in Physics when we discovered that F=ma! It's like, omg, FMA is real. Because, like, the truth about "evolution" is that there are tiny homunculi in the sperm¹, and when they're in the womb they soak up this fluid and unfold! So, obviously if you didn't put them in the mother, and just gave them food and water, they'd grow up into a real homunculus! I need to find a guy with sperm so we can try to grow Envy, and then I can love him every day and teach him to be nice! Oh! And did you know that a long time ago alchemy was real??

Arrrgh, fangirls. (No, I'm just kidding around, I'm not that bitter). You guys are just lucky that I'm not actually a fourteen year-old girl (or someone with the same vocal obsessive tendencies) because my Origin of Species professor's favourite verb is "transmute." And... well, I did spend an inordinate amount of time in class today tracing out what, exactly, the moral of my story would be if it had the semi-happy ending I was going to give it (which, amazingly, fell apart as soon as I applied logic to it, so no more completely happy ending). And Hughes was doodled in my margins... but it was Hughesmunculus, and really only the eyes and hair (because I can't draw, and I had to take a lot of notes). I am such a dork. I'm sorry. Though I think I've realized that the massive amount of theory piled on you here, in lieu of actual facts, is probably what drives me to write a lot while I'm in school. As I read over the things I've written, a lot of them are really a way of working out how to look at all these theories I'm given in a different setting. Probably the strangest use for fic ever, but hey... I can't deny that I wrote Plato's ideal city as the basis for Konoha. And I'm going to be writing stuff from Lyell into the fic I'm picking up again. Apparently this is just how I work.

All right... back to French homework with me. Arr.²

¹ Yes... the theory of development called "evolution" deals with homunculi (tiny, pre-formed beings), while "epigenesis" says they develop bit by bit (you get the tiny beating heart of a chick before it's actually a chick). How's that for confusion of terms? Oh, and evolution does not necessarily say that the filament containing the homunculus is in the sperm (there were a few that believed it to be in the egg, which they couldn't find until 1832 anyway), but for the most part these guys were male, and so naturally they took credit for creating life.³
² Actually, I'm not doing my French homework. Instead, I'm editing the crap out of this because I'm not in the mood for French right now at all, and I'm dreading the fact that I'm going to have another pile of reading tomorrow night. Oh crap, and I've got a quiz in French tomorrow, too. Crap. Crap. Fine, I'll go do my homework before my battery runs out and I have to go back into the living room where it's noisy.
³ This post is now informational as well as obnoxious!
evilhippo: hippo (super-maroon)
( Oct. 5th, 2004 02:44 pm)
I really don't feel like going to the physics lab lecture today. It's not required.. and I went last year.. so hopefully it doesn't matter too much. I don't think much has changed. Except maybe they've let up a bit, because it definitely seems easier now. Or maybe I've just become smarter! Hehehe... yeah, sure.

I was so totally bored out of my mind in Physics today. Blasted lecture classes! I like them because I don't have to participate, but it's inhumane not to give people a bit of a break after an hour and a half. And the seats are so close together.. there's no leg room at all. So I fidget around and people stare at me... not fun. I did force myself to participate in Sosc today! Which is a big, important step. Of course, it's rather easier to participate when the class is talking about LoTR rather than what it's really supposed to be talking about. Actually, it was related because in the Republic there's a bit about a ring that makes you invisible, and whether or not a man with that ring would still be just, or seen as just. So I took the opportunity (as I am likely to do in other settings) to make obvious-yet-bizarre comparison between Sauron's Evil Eye and your conscience. Woo. Before that though, I did manage to stop myself from making comments along the lines of "Well, the government's view of "justice" depends on the people running it. I mean, suppose you have a coup and these two people manage to assassinate the guy in charge and then take over the government. They win, they don't get prosectued. They lose, the government kills them for treason." Which really isn't a bad comment... until you stop and think about how it's based totally on FMA... sort of. I mean, of course the Fuhrer would have killed Roy and Riza if they'd failed. And probably poor Havoc too. And see, that's where it would have gone after that, because I would have put that in as an example, only much more explained because people in my Sosc class don't watch FMA. There's also a guy named Fan Wang. His name constantly reminds me of Fei, and for some reason when I look at him I think of Ling. Maybe I should switch to a different section of Sosc...


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