I was looking through my nail polish bag, because apparently painting my nails is how I mourn the loss of uninterrupted freedom, when I found a shoe. When did I become one of those women who keep their keys in the fridge and their important papers in the oven?
Not only did I discover a shoe, I discovered that all of my nail polish looks like this.
So there need to be two major changes. First of all, I need to expand my repertoire of nail polishes and purchase shades other than I'm Not Really A Waitress. Secondly, I need to start putting my shoes away properly—like back in the microwave where they belong.
And these are my primary goals for third quarter.
Did you believe a word of that last sentence? You are so gullible. "Buy more nail polish" and "put your shoes away" are standing in for my primary goals, which, as of yet, are nonexistent. I guess my goals, other than my class objectives stated on the syllabi, are the same ones as before. Learn as much as I can from each class, treat every project like a portfolio piece, and continue to be in God's will for my life.
Wait! There is a new one, I forgot. Spend more money. Now I know that this doesn't typify the average college student's response to the new goals question, and it certainly is NOT what a parent wants to hear, but I feel that I am missing out on valuable college memories and friendships by not going out to dinner at a real restaurant or catching a movie. And seeing as I now spend $0.00 on such activities, this goal will not be all that difficult to attain. And it totally aligns with my chief life objective which is to have fun.
In all seriousness, I am looking forward to the new quarter. I'll be taking Color Theory, Composition, and Intro to Industrial Design. And for those of you who can't believe I am actually going to take a course entitled "Color Theory" and think that class is a joke, you would be wrong. Very, very wrong. Color Theory, I have heard, is the foundations class that takes over your life, but my 3D Design class last quarter was fairly intense, so as long as I don't have to put in 8 hour days for a solid week at the sculpture building for Color Theory, I will be okay.
I also was not looking forward to taking Composition, as my views on English and writing fluctuate ever other year, depending on the last English class I had.
Ms. Cornog (or Corndog) chose favorites in her 6th grade class of which I was not one and I don't remember learning a thing that year.
After Ms. LaFleur's Language Arts class in 7th grade, I was a literary genius. Ms. LaFleur was a genius. Odd, but a genius nonetheless and I am forever grateful for that class.
After Mrs. Anita Roberts-Long's 8th grade Language Arts class, I never wanted to look at another poem, read another classic, or write anything for as long as I lived. If ever two people were so set against it each other, it was me and Anita. She discouraged me from reading certain books because she thought they were above my level, made some rather degrading remarks aimed in my general direction, and, overall, didn't have a clue how to teach 13-year-olds.
And then there was Amy Brown, one of the best teachers I have ever had. My first class in high school where English class was actually called English and not Language Arts or some other vague, nonsensical moniker. I got a C on the first essay I wrote in that class. I had never gotten a C in my life, but I learned sooo much from that and from Ms. Brown freshmen year. I have no idea what she was doing teaching at Hahnville High School when she could have been teaching in some fancy, exclusive private school, but I'm glad she was there. I loved English after that.
The next few years of high school English were muddled for me, although I do remember taking issue with my English teacher junior year and we actually had "words" at one point, but attitudes changed when I had her again my senior year. Although I don't quite remember what I learned in English in 11th and 12th grade, probably because most of the time in that class was WASTED on senior project which I cannot even begin to talk about because I can feel my blood pressure rising and I am liable to shoot someone.
Moving on to less volatile topics, I have heard that my Composition professor is very good and assigns interesting projects, so things look promising at this point.
I don't know what to expect from Intro to I.D., but I know that my professor is pretty good. I do my research when it comes to registering for classes because if I'm going to pay upwards of $2000 for each class, I'm not going to get a professor who will waste my time. Thankfully, I was able to register for all of my first choice classes this quarter (woohoo!) as opposed to last quarter, when I had to settle for my second- and third-string classes. And thankfully, I have scholarships to pay for these classes.
I'll post tomorrow about how Color Theory and Composition went.
Have a lovely Sunday afternoon,
Arielle
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