Tuesdays are Terrible.
I'm seriously. Yesterday was pretty awful. Well, since this is replacing the GBU for last week, I'd better start there.
My college only started up again last week. You know, for the first week of the semester, they sure gave us a heck of a lot of homework! I was already starting to feel swamped--on the first week! So then my roomie, Megan, came home with me over the weekend, so that was cool. Okay, now let's skip on to yesterday.
I started with Gothic literature at 9:30. Now, this is an awesome class. Dr. Shillock reminds me of Mrs. Hess, who taught my AP class last year. That is the highest praise I can offer a teacher. And he's really funny, too! Quotes from last week:
Explaining stasis and disruption: "Things are just fine... Then shit happens!"
On "Sir Bertram": "You're in this room, and there's this coffin, and a lady in a shroud and a black veil lurchest out of it and holds her arms out to you, and your first thought is, "Let's neck"?"
On Chivalric romance. He says this is his only good joke of the week: "So the knight comes to the lady and says, "I luve you!" The lady says, "Prove it. Go off and fight in a religious war, and don't come home until the war's over." This is the earliest form of birth control."
One from yesterday on the two great taboos, incest and cannibalism: "You can't just eat anything, you can't just screw anything." Hee hee.
"Chariot of the Sun" by John Charles Dollman
Okay, so obviously Gothlit class rocks. Something else he said yesterday that wasn't funny, but I loved anyway: "Life is about language." Anyway. After Lit class I have choir. But yesterday was spring convocation. So I didn't have time to go back to my dorm. So I go straight to choir and put on my robe and get to practice a few lines of the music before we have to go down to the chapel and sing. We stood on the wrong spot on the stage and Bernie had to move us, too. But it was okay. And I went straight from that to lunch. I finished up lunch pretty fast and then had like, twenty minutes before my "Women in Modern American Dance" class. So I go to that, which gets over at 2:15. So I go back to the room for 3 quarters of an hour until 3, when I go to work. I work for two hours--about 45 minutes of this is spent in work and the rest is spent trying to read just ONE ARTICLE from the homework for the dance class. Work ended at 5 and I went straight off to dinner, and then after dinner I had half an hour or 45 minutes or so to do more homework before my night class, which started at 6:15 and was supposed to go to nine. Instead, it went until 8:45, so I actually had time to go back to my dorm for a minute until I had to go to a drama club meeting back in the same room my night class was in. I got back from that at about 10:15 or something, and they told me that there had been an invalid fire drill, so I was really mad that I had to wait until after 10:30 to take my shower, just to make sure that there wouldn't be another one. Then I finally got to go to bed, and this morning, I'm still tired. Plus, I tried to put my hair up four or five times this morning, and it looked awful and was terrible and bumpy every time. The universe has it in for me. And I have three tons of homework.
Oops, gotta get to class!
"Dance of the Hours" by Gaetano Previati
An hour later... Okay, back. I got to leave Spanish class b/c the prof didn't show up for 10 minutes! That's the first time I've ever done that! :D Let's see, what else has happened? Oh, Monday night in dance class, Laurel played Josh Groban for barre exercises! It was great! I hope she keeps doing that; the change is drastic enough that it makes you pay attention and get out of your ruts. Nice.
Over the weekend I got the rest of my birthday present--which was a Rich Mullins CD! And I got a birthday card and a pin and a bookmark from my penpal! :) Oh, and for his birthday, my mom bought my dad all three LOTR extended editions! ...My Preciousssss...
Gold teeth boy finally stopped emailing me, after I told him to. He said hi a couple of times in the cafeteria, so he must not be holding a grudge. I'm just glad it's all over.
"Circe" by Wright Barker
We had to read a lot of the Odyssey for my women in antiquity class. If you've never read it, you really should! It's pretty cool. I can also definitely see why some people think it must have been written by a woman, but that's another topic. You know, all the female characters in that book are so interesting, except for the hero's wife! I mean, they try to make Penelope seem cool because she's been faithful to him for 20 years, but I mean, the woman does nothing but sit in her room and cry, and she doesn't have the guts to tell the suitors to knock it off. Now it's possible that they wouldn't leave if she told them to, I mean, after all, Odysseus had to kill them when he came home. But the author kind of implied she could have gotten rid of them if she'd tried. Well, anyway, it's really cool. And some parts of it are pretty funny, like when Odysseus washes up naked on this beach and he's going to approach these young women, so he tries to cover himself with leaves. Heh. And the part I really thought was funny, I don't think was meant to be: this guy on Circe's island is sleeping on the roof, and when he wakes up he forgets there's a ladder and he falls off and breaks his neck. So Odysseus and the crew go off to the Underworld to talk to the ghosts, and the guy's ghost comes up, and is like, "Dude! Would ya come back and bury me already!" And Odysseus and the other guys are like, "Oops!" So they go back and bury him and are all sad and everything. It's hilarious. It has absolutely nothing else to do with the rest of the story; I have no idea why it's in there. And you may notice that the guys cry a lot in the Odyssey. Of course, as the prof observed, "Every time they get in the boat, something terrible happens!"
You know, I was totally averse to feminism when I came here, but I'm beginning to see their point. I mean, not that I'm going to become a feminist, but I can see where they're coming from. I'm beginning to notice things I never noticed before about women and men and their relationship in society, and about the language... It's all very interesting (which I never thought I'd say). I have two women's studies courses this sem, one of them with a self-named feminist. So that's why I've been thinking about it. I still wanna call this Wilson Convent, though. :) I mean, women's college is nice in that, there's no competition (well, there is in the equestrian program, but that's another subject), and you can be as sloppy as you want and nobody will care. I've stopped wearing make-up entirely. And you have a big support base; I mean, you can talk to anybody. Everyone's really friendly. But yeah, I miss guys. They pass the time. Hee hee!
Alright, a couple of websites for LotR lovers to check out: Anke Eissman does fabulous LotR art, especially if you (like me) love Faramir! These are all based on the books, so don't expect it to look like the movie. Also, The Melllon Chronicles: a series of excellently-written fanfictions based on a close friendship between Legolas and Aragorn prior to the war of the ring. No slash, no smut, no bad writing, just a lot of owies and camaraderie! Oh, and if you go to the media page and watch the video of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot"... Yeah, that's pretty funny, too. :)Okay, well I think that's everything. I'll try to remember to update the GBU this weekend.
