I need a haircut, and before you start making snide remarks about me and haircuts, I'm not that stubborn as to let it simply grow to my waist. I have a look I'm going for, it's just that no one really sees it.
Also, I'm playing with different ways of tieing my scarf up, because just hanging there seems a bit lazy looking, which isnt the idea.
But anyway, classes have officially "begun" in my book. Now I know that this really happened Tuesday of last week, the first and even second meets of most classes are rather pointless and wasteful of time.
Besides, I only just now have my scedule comepletely worked out. It's a good thing those first couple meetings are rather pointless and wasteful of time or everyone who wanted to slightly mess around with their schedule would have a hard time adjusting to the new class.
But anyway, my new and hopefully completed schedule is as follows:
- English Composition II
taken in secret via loophole as arranged by my tutor. I'm really taking an "independent" writing course. I am independently taking Comp II. Just grand.
- Civilisation and Ideas II
which should be better this semester than last, not only because there is maybe a fourth the amount of students but also because there are only two essays due and whichever is done worse on is dropped.
- Studies in Literature: Tolkien and Lewis
which is, as it implies, a study of J.R.R Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. Both christian writers, both renowned creators of fantastical worlds, and both have initials for their first and middle names.
- Creative Writing
a 400 level class that I fear will be the death of me with 300 words of poetry, 1000 words of short story, and 1500 words of drama due. Ah well, it'll be good for me to realise how crappy a writer I really am. Criticism makes you better!
and finally...
- Film Evaluation
which I haven't taken yet, I only just signed up for it today to take the place of the abandoned "Religion and Ethics" class, dropped like a hot solanum tuberosum after the first period. Although strikingly interesting and valuable topics, I would only have been extremely frustrated with people all too ready to take everything personally.
As for the film class, they've just watched Gattaca, they're watching Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon tomorrow, and too many more awesome movies are on the schedule.
And that's it. Let's give them all a hand, I'm sure they'll stand up to my random criticism and complaints.
In other news, Widge stops being a dick and learns some HTML! Uses it in his post!
Also, hair from a beard was trimmed this morning, care to guess whose?
Alright, alright, enough of you.
I'm out of here.
There are 3 new poems up at Penny For My Thoughts, two of which are actually old ones that I thought I had already put on the site. Turns out I didn't. The other one is new, just kinda popped off as I was listening to a song.
And now, a new thing to waste your time with!
What's that?
I'm turning into Rali?
You shush!
I can have as many blogs as I want!
Bah!
Anyway, here is the latest installment of random crap from my insane mind.
Working
Ya, I know the title isn't that great, but I haven't had enough time to think of a better one.
So that one will probably become the actual title, just like what happened to this blog...
Well anyway, I'm off to shower, read, eat, any of the above.
An update!
And update I say!
Well, I have essentialy moved back into my dorm room, with space for my new laptop to fit on my desk with new ethernet cable hooked into the wall giving me (finally!) connection in the comfort of my living space!
How marvelous.
Anyway, Paris was great and I may explain more if I feel up to it later but for now be content with the fact that I was pleased with my visit.
Ah, but now what must be said.
If you pay attention to the site then you may have noticed that Les Miserables is finally not the book I am currently reading.
Yes, I have finished the monster. It may have taken me a year or so but it's done.
But before any of it had time to simmer in my brain, the very next day after finishing it in fact, I stumbled delightfully onto a new book.
As I wandered aimlessly through Heathrow, trying to spend the 3 or so hours I had left to waste before my flight to Paris I happened upon a book entitled, The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger (Which is a strange name with reference to both author and title).
Today I put the book down, waiting for my flight back to Heathrow.
The plot is essentially about a girl who meets her future husband when she is 6 and he is 36 but they were married when she was 22 and he was 30, due to a genetic disorder the guy has which sends him back to random times throughout his life.
I finished it in a week and it has already become near to being my favorite book, right up there with the Ender Series.
This is a prestigious position so I highly recommend it
Anyway, that be all.
Tirement overwhelms me.
And plus I need to install MSN Messenger.
Hi everybody!
(Hi Doctor Nick!)
I'm writing to you all from Paris (pronounce that Pah-ree and it sounds better) in a little internet cafe, anticipating ice-cream fondue that caught our attention as we passed the Hagendaz (that's surely not the correct spelling...) after leaving the Italian food restaurant that we dined at.
My friend had torellini which she unrightly assumed would be simple cheese filled, but turned out to be complex cheese-and-pink-colored-oddity filled.
We've had a good time so far, but Paris is beginning to get on my nerves and I find myself more often than not (or is that naught?) wanting to be home or, at least, in Chicago rather than trapesing all over Europe.
Ah well, c'est la vie.
At least, that's what they say around here. (or is that Italian?)
Until next time then,
au revoir.
I am frantically typing this away as I have no time left.
I am going back to England.
Well, soon enough, right now I'm preparing to go to Massachusets where I'll be visiting family and then after that Paris where I'll be hanging out and then England.
Until then, expect a bit of silence...
Well, well, once again I am here, thinking words that my fingers portray in text.
Whoa, I know I'm too awake when I start to contemplate how weird typing is.
So, I woke up at 3:30am again today because I went to sleep at something like 9:00 or 9:30pm.
This is getting out of hand, when will I chat with people? What else is there in life??
Just kidding, but speaking of other important things in life, I saw Unforgiven.
Ya know, the one movie written by Clint Eastwood, modern western, absolutely brilliant film? It has definately made my list.
Not that there is a list somewhere (well, not a conclusive one...yet...) but I speak of the proverbial list that many people in fact speak of but never really seem to have.
Other recent additions to this make-believe list:
Garden State
Shaun of the Dead
both of which were rather good, although I think I enjoyed Shaun of the Dead more. That is another brilliant movie. I watched it on New Year's Eve with my friends in *largish rural Illinois town west of Chicago*. We all decided that it is what would really happen if zombies showed up. Unlike those stupid horror flicks where everybody is all, "AHH!! Oh my God, I'm so scared, somebody help me!" *crying* *zombies devour flesh* it is instead more like what you would expect your friends to act like. I'm not going to quote anything from it because that would ruin even a tiny fraction of the experience for you because you would know what was coming.
Also I can't be bothered to remember one.
Moving on, Garden State was rather good too although predictable and a rather simple plot. For a second I thought they were going to turn the tables at the last second and totally mess with everything you thought the movie was about, and I think everybody who watched it did too, but they chickened out and stuck with what most people would expect from a romantic comedy movie.
Ah well.
In other news, I restrung my accoustic guitar, having finally bought the bloody pegs for the bridge after snapping the low E's peg in two the *last* time I tried to restring the bloody thing.
Ah, but the wait was worth it.
There are things an accoustic cannot do when compared to the electric but there are also plenty of things the electric cannot do when compared to the accoustic. I was a fool to think I could survive with only one for any lengthy amount of time.
I loves my accoustic ^-^ tee hee.
OK, enough of that.
I have to go to the post office today, go to *largish rural Illinois town west of Chicago* for like the fourth time this break, buy stuff, and make it back for tea and biscuits.
Actually just before 5.
cheers!
