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Have I professed total love for my Tuesday/Thursday professors yet? Because they are awesome, I must say. They are my muses, and offer me total balance. One (music teacher) is perfectly straight-laced, level-headed and proper in every manner. The other (writing teacher, of course) is a TOTAL FUCKING MADMAN (for instance, the other day, he compared- in detail- how a good paragraph is like a good blowjob). I have a journal for each of them. My music teacher is kindly (but possibly unwillingly) being my mentor through my mid-life crisis, and he's suggested I make a list of a hundred career paths I would be interested in pursuing. This is what one journal is for- the list and some commentary/insight. And of course, I need a writing journal for my Horror Writing class, so I'm using the shit out of that journal. I write in it all the time now. Both of them. I write so much more than I ever used to.
After some of my voice classes this semester, I spend time with the doctor (no, not THE doctor- I'm pretty sure I'd not be blogging if it were THE doctor) for help with this killer aria (Handel's Messiah) that I'm just not grasping. And before writing class, I go to Java's Cafe (at school) to meet up with Tony (my writing teacher) and some other students. It's basically his office hour, and it rules. He reviews my writing, and talks to us about technique, his day, our day, movies, music... whatever. And he swears up a storm.
Conversely, I'd like to ask a question to all my comic book fans:
Wouldn't be awesome if you could take a college course dedicated to reading graphic novels and comic books? Then discuss them during class? Yeah? Well, that's not what this class is about. That's what this class was SUPPOSED to be about. But what it really is, is an hour-long fanboy fit by the professor, who periodically points out some really obvious or mundane things. I'm not encouraged to ask questions, make comments, or really even given the chance to say anything relevant. It's so depressing that I've actually skipped more classes than I'm even allowed to miss. And he scolds me that I should be in class so as not to miss the discussion (and I say in my mind, DISCUSSION? What discussion? You mean all this pandering to the other fanboys in class? Please!). I really wanted to drop the class. Might do it, but I'd feel like a horrid failure... but I might end up doing it anyway. I'll still be full-time if I do... plus I won't have to get up at 7am (which will be especially nice for Boyfriend as he works til 2am).
I also got my BIG check from Financial Aid... that means a couple new outfits, an ipod touch, and a new GOOD camera! Plus passports and TCAF!! Oh, and rent ;)
In other news, I saw Alice in Wonderland. It wasn't in 3D, much to Boyfriend's dismay, but we'll see it in 3D tomorrow. I loved it, but it was too quick. SPOILER ALERTS!! (but nothing big) Hearing my beloved Crispin Glover in a British accent was amusing. Seemed he really struggled with it, as he slipped once in a while. His scenes were too quick- especially the part where he pinned Alice to the wall and professed that he liked her. And the scene where he meets Alice (as Um) was different than originally planned, but still my favourite scene.
I made a skirt just for the evening, with a very Burton-esque pattern. It didn't turn out the way I'd planned (almost no flair) and I didn't have the chance to hem it up. I'll work on it this week... maybe try something new.
Also, I got Windows 7. And said goodbye to Firefox and now embrace Google Chrome. That's all.
See you, Space Cowboy.
After some of my voice classes this semester, I spend time with the doctor (no, not THE doctor- I'm pretty sure I'd not be blogging if it were THE doctor) for help with this killer aria (Handel's Messiah) that I'm just not grasping. And before writing class, I go to Java's Cafe (at school) to meet up with Tony (my writing teacher) and some other students. It's basically his office hour, and it rules. He reviews my writing, and talks to us about technique, his day, our day, movies, music... whatever. And he swears up a storm.
Conversely, I'd like to ask a question to all my comic book fans:
Wouldn't be awesome if you could take a college course dedicated to reading graphic novels and comic books? Then discuss them during class? Yeah? Well, that's not what this class is about. That's what this class was SUPPOSED to be about. But what it really is, is an hour-long fanboy fit by the professor, who periodically points out some really obvious or mundane things. I'm not encouraged to ask questions, make comments, or really even given the chance to say anything relevant. It's so depressing that I've actually skipped more classes than I'm even allowed to miss. And he scolds me that I should be in class so as not to miss the discussion (and I say in my mind, DISCUSSION? What discussion? You mean all this pandering to the other fanboys in class? Please!). I really wanted to drop the class. Might do it, but I'd feel like a horrid failure... but I might end up doing it anyway. I'll still be full-time if I do... plus I won't have to get up at 7am (which will be especially nice for Boyfriend as he works til 2am).
I also got my BIG check from Financial Aid... that means a couple new outfits, an ipod touch, and a new GOOD camera! Plus passports and TCAF!! Oh, and rent ;)
In other news, I saw Alice in Wonderland. It wasn't in 3D, much to Boyfriend's dismay, but we'll see it in 3D tomorrow. I loved it, but it was too quick. SPOILER ALERTS!! (but nothing big) Hearing my beloved Crispin Glover in a British accent was amusing. Seemed he really struggled with it, as he slipped once in a while. His scenes were too quick- especially the part where he pinned Alice to the wall and professed that he liked her. And the scene where he meets Alice (as Um) was different than originally planned, but still my favourite scene.
I made a skirt just for the evening, with a very Burton-esque pattern. It didn't turn out the way I'd planned (almost no flair) and I didn't have the chance to hem it up. I'll work on it this week... maybe try something new.
Also, I got Windows 7. And said goodbye to Firefox and now embrace Google Chrome. That's all.
See you, Space Cowboy.
