10/19/07 02:33 pm
I know that this is incredibly dull (it is for me, too), but I've decided which courses I'm taking next semester. I'm gonna try to be reeeeal busy, so I won't think about Dan being thousands of miles away too much.
I'm going to take:
Intermediate Spanish II, with my lovely, feeble Galbraith.
Painting I, so I can actually create, instead of constantly analyzing. I haven't taken any art classes since middle school, so this will be frustrating and wonderful and totally different.
Comparative Religion, with Owens.
Survey of Modern Drama, which will be tons of fun and will satiate my need to read. I haven't read too much drama.
Fundamentals of 2-D Design, which will elucidate mysterious concepts like value, space, and form and give me a better chance of being a decent artist.
and, finally, Beginning Swimming, so I don't have any more terrifying lake incidents.
I might take another phys ed class next semester, Intro to Hiking. I'm not at all interested in spending three hours every Friday morning learning how to read maps and walk, but Sarah Lawrence requires a year of phys ed to graduate, and I figure I can knock it out in one fell semester this way.
I decided today that I'm going to sign up for Macroeconomics early next week. I think it starts next Wednesday. I've been feeling lame about only taking 12 credits this semester. What are the chances some good school is going to give me a scholarship despite the fact that I get B's and am taking only four classes per semester at a community college? That's ridiculous.
I feel gross planning and analyzing and being a fucking carton of eggs. Who wants to be a carton of eggs? Not me. I don't want to be a carton of eggs. I thought for a moment that I'd rather be cranberry relish, or whatever it's called, but I don't want to come in a can. Cans are made from aluminum and aluminum contributes significantly towards alzheimers, and I don't want alzheimers.