Random Ramblings, Lucky You
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chanter1944So here we go, random babble chatter.
I've finally sorted out my ever-present class confusion and mayhem for the next few weeks. I'm set until the 13th of August this way instead of just the 23rd of July. This way I've got twelve credits out of the way this summer, and kept myself from social and mental isolation in the process. Talk about a fair trade. :)
And yes, relating to a few previous posts not spammified with quiz thingies, I *did* go see that somebody I was intending to. And I was right, it *is* mild depression. Big surprise, but at least I'm formally diagnosed now. I may decide to go the antidepressants route, I may not. Still thinking about it.
In other news, my creative writing professor is... still bizarre. I've likely said she was a touch on the unique side before, and nothing much has changed. I have no objections to her background as a poet, or to her general style. I'm all for thinking outside the box, Lord knows I've done that enough over the past nineteen years and if you don't believe me, ask my family. They'll tell you far more than you likely care to know about my sojourns into the unconventional. But this one seems to be interested in discarding the box altogether.
case in point: I go in for the student meeting that every one of the twenty-one of us is scheduled to have some time in the three weeks the course runs. Lucky Charlie, I'm third. And somewhere between discussing a short fiction piece and a prose poem, an example comes up. I'd been attempting to describe the loss of the little usable vision I had, wich happened fifteen years ago at least. What does she use as a comparison...?
Losing her virginity.
And I sit there squirming and turning violently scarlet and thinking "Good Lord! TMI lady! Ack!" But can I say that to a professor? Nooooo. Call me prudish, you'd probably be right. But I don't want to hear about that from my friends let alone my professor, aiee! Seriously, if it was me I'd never tell that to anybody... well, I sort of tell Lizzie everything and vice versa but beyond that, no way.
In short, one heck of a day. Blah.
Oh yeah, and this too. Quizzage again!
You are Alice
The heroine of the Wonderland tales, you are filled
with curiosity and random inquiry.
What Alice in Wonderland
Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
I've finally sorted out my ever-present class confusion and mayhem for the next few weeks. I'm set until the 13th of August this way instead of just the 23rd of July. This way I've got twelve credits out of the way this summer, and kept myself from social and mental isolation in the process. Talk about a fair trade. :)
And yes, relating to a few previous posts not spammified with quiz thingies, I *did* go see that somebody I was intending to. And I was right, it *is* mild depression. Big surprise, but at least I'm formally diagnosed now. I may decide to go the antidepressants route, I may not. Still thinking about it.
In other news, my creative writing professor is... still bizarre. I've likely said she was a touch on the unique side before, and nothing much has changed. I have no objections to her background as a poet, or to her general style. I'm all for thinking outside the box, Lord knows I've done that enough over the past nineteen years and if you don't believe me, ask my family. They'll tell you far more than you likely care to know about my sojourns into the unconventional. But this one seems to be interested in discarding the box altogether.
case in point: I go in for the student meeting that every one of the twenty-one of us is scheduled to have some time in the three weeks the course runs. Lucky Charlie, I'm third. And somewhere between discussing a short fiction piece and a prose poem, an example comes up. I'd been attempting to describe the loss of the little usable vision I had, wich happened fifteen years ago at least. What does she use as a comparison...?
Losing her virginity.
And I sit there squirming and turning violently scarlet and thinking "Good Lord! TMI lady! Ack!" But can I say that to a professor? Nooooo. Call me prudish, you'd probably be right. But I don't want to hear about that from my friends let alone my professor, aiee! Seriously, if it was me I'd never tell that to anybody... well, I sort of tell Lizzie everything and vice versa but beyond that, no way.
In short, one heck of a day. Blah.
Oh yeah, and this too. Quizzage again!
You are Alice
The heroine of the Wonderland tales, you are filled
with curiosity and random inquiry.
What Alice in Wonderland
Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
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Date: 2004-07-15 09:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-16 01:10 pm (UTC)Eeeeef! One more week.