Hey! It’s about time for new school books! Considering that for the fall semester I spent $500 on books and $711 on camera stuff (not including the flash that I bought for the wedding), this semester’s bill of about $120 to $150 ain’t so bad. I suppose that I didn’t need that 50mm lens for the photo class, but — no, I did. I sleep with it like a teddy bear. I do still have most of a box of paper left. Hmm.
Spring 2007 Classes:
ARTH 3940 Topics in Art History (topic: Alfred Hitchcock is awesome)
CSCI 1121 Introduction to teh Internets 1 (with Carl Sturtivant)
CSCI 4061 Intro Oper Sys
CSCI 5161 Intro Compilers
Yes. I did it. I signed up to bask in the radiant glory of Carl Sturtivant one more time. We’re gonna get the shirts made. This I swear.
This semester I got to declare my major. I will have completed all of my coursework in my major by the end of spring. I missed being on the Dean’s list for fall semester by five thousanths of a grade point. BOO.
I still need to pick one class for spring semester.
You all know about the fracas at the start of the semester — well, yes and no. It started with a bang and careened, seemingly out of control, for a couple of months. I went to all of my classes, I went to work, and I’m fairly sure that I even did work and homework, but really, it wasn’t until the start of November that I came out of my fog and noticed that I was attending college. No nasty comments, please, that’s just what happened. Sure, I partied the first two or three weekends, but, uh, aside from making out with some girls six to ten years my junior (which, honestly, wow, yes, please) and getting the sort of drunk about which I used to write corridos (see! I went to my Chicano Studies class after all!), not a lot came out of that. I got a number or two every weekend until I noticed that I didn’t call most of them, and the ones whom I did call either had boyfriends or could hear me falling apart when I called them.
The SERC meeting was held in Goldy’s Gameroom today, so I bowled a game with Laura and Christine. In true LOST fashion, my score was 108. I hadn’t bowled since I hurt my knee this summer. I bowled a second game by myself and by the end I was smiling and jumping around, even though my score fell. I think that I might get a ball and shoes after all — you know, when I graduate.
I spent like two days making the mole for my Chicano Studies class. I brought it to the potluck and was declared an “honorary Latino” by my professor, so I think that’s a good thing. I finally got to trot out my best Spanish line: “Mi estómago habla español mejor que yo,” which means: “my stomach speaks better spanish than I do.”
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I guess that my first draft of my paper for Mexican Folklore was “done,” but, uh.
Tomorrow I have to finish shooting a roll of film, maybe shoot another, develop that or those, print contact sheets, print seven 8x10 pictures, and mount four of them. Also I have a physics lab that I have to go to.
And maybe work.
Maybe I should get up early.
Therapy, work, Physics lab, then a Photography midterm followed by two or three hours in the lab. That was twelve hours.
I just finished registering, which meant replacing the physics class with an easier one and adding a Chicano Studies class. Hopefully I will get to learn all the awesome brujeria stuff with eggs and chants.
Sana, sana, colita de rana, si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana.
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