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So I've gone to all three of my classes. Thoughts:
Drawing 120: Saturdays. Blah. The prof seems nice enough. I like how he keeps mentioning words like 'experimenting' instead of 'technique.' We haven't actually drawn anything yet in class, so I'm interested to see what it's going to be like.
Fibre 101: LOVE! Also the only guy there. Who's surprised? I'm really excited about this class. :D And not just because I'm going to be surrounded by girls the whole time.
Art History 110: Oh god. Just - oh my fucking god. I wanted to die, it was so horrible. The prof (Oko or something) speaks so freaking slowly and repeats things and is so generally unexciting it was like instant coma. And the class is in the morning. I was really not caffeinated enough today. He spent the first half of the class reading the class outline (which I'd already read) and then reading aloud definitions of things like value, form and context. x.x And Keith is in the class, and sat next to me, and I don't know whether to be mad at him or not because I have no idea what happened.
I though swing was on Friday but it's actually in a week from Friday. And that makes me sad.
Drawing 120: Saturdays. Blah. The prof seems nice enough. I like how he keeps mentioning words like 'experimenting' instead of 'technique.' We haven't actually drawn anything yet in class, so I'm interested to see what it's going to be like.
Fibre 101: LOVE! Also the only guy there. Who's surprised? I'm really excited about this class. :D And not just because I'm going to be surrounded by girls the whole time.
Art History 110: Oh god. Just - oh my fucking god. I wanted to die, it was so horrible. The prof (Oko or something) speaks so freaking slowly and repeats things and is so generally unexciting it was like instant coma. And the class is in the morning. I was really not caffeinated enough today. He spent the first half of the class reading the class outline (which I'd already read) and then reading aloud definitions of things like value, form and context. x.x And Keith is in the class, and sat next to me, and I don't know whether to be mad at him or not because I have no idea what happened.
I though swing was on Friday but it's actually in a week from Friday. And that makes me sad.
