Friday, March 18, 2005
Hectic city today. Holy moly.
I registered for classes for the new semester this morning. I am in Curriculum & Instruction in Art (yay?), El Mundo Hispano (last Spanish minor requirement!!), Christian Sexual Morality (which sucked last semester b/c of the prof, but I've heard that the new prof. is a rock star...we'll see), Ethics & the New Genetics (ay!!) and Human Genetics (yeah..um..). I have yet to pick another class - I just don't know what yet. Should be an interesting semester.
Then I went to my Human Identity in Community class, which Fr. Kurt Pritzl taught today. It was pretty amazing. We discussed Plato's idea about the three drives of a person: Truth, Power/Fame, and Money/Things. It was really intriguing. I love philosophy, by the way. :) After class, my prof. asked me if I was going to the brown bag lunch with Fr. Pritzl, and I said no, and he asked why, and eventually I came to the conclusion that I should skip class and go to the brown bag. No, it was not my prof's idea. I did it. Here's my rationale:
I took Language Acquisition for my Reading Endorsement.
I took Human Identity for no reason in particular.
I dropped my Reading Endorsement.
I picked up a Catholic Studies minor, and Human Identity is important to this minor.
Sooo...it only makes sense that I pay more attention to my Human Identity class than my Language Acquisition class, because now Language Acquisition means nothing.
Regardless, I wrote my prof of my Lang class a note that said "Something came up" and went to the brown bag. Yay. It really was an amazing time. :) Probably not worth skipping class for...but amazing anyway!!!
Later we went to the Gaelic Storm concert, where I got into a minor skirmish with a rather psychotic chick. The exchange involved her elbows in my back, her kicking my ankles, and her yelling profanity. I tried to keep my wits about me, but there comes a point at which a girl's gotta stick up for herself. And that point was my heel in her shin. :) Heh. I enjoyed that entirely too much.
The hand is still ailing - I shall post those notes from the lecture at a later date. Hopefully this arm thing gets to healing, and fast. I'm not very happy with learning to be ambidextrous under such conditions. Last time I tried, it was because I was bored in Church History class with the psycho-ex-Christian Brother (the same one who threw a chair at me and chased me down the hall...)...and believe you me - that was wayyy more fun.
Well, it's Palm Sunday decorating time tomorrow. Huzzah.
Pax et veritas.
Yo tengo un corazon rebelde. :)
I registered for classes for the new semester this morning. I am in Curriculum & Instruction in Art (yay?), El Mundo Hispano (last Spanish minor requirement!!), Christian Sexual Morality (which sucked last semester b/c of the prof, but I've heard that the new prof. is a rock star...we'll see), Ethics & the New Genetics (ay!!) and Human Genetics (yeah..um..). I have yet to pick another class - I just don't know what yet. Should be an interesting semester.
Then I went to my Human Identity in Community class, which Fr. Kurt Pritzl taught today. It was pretty amazing. We discussed Plato's idea about the three drives of a person: Truth, Power/Fame, and Money/Things. It was really intriguing. I love philosophy, by the way. :) After class, my prof. asked me if I was going to the brown bag lunch with Fr. Pritzl, and I said no, and he asked why, and eventually I came to the conclusion that I should skip class and go to the brown bag. No, it was not my prof's idea. I did it. Here's my rationale:
I took Language Acquisition for my Reading Endorsement.
I took Human Identity for no reason in particular.
I dropped my Reading Endorsement.
I picked up a Catholic Studies minor, and Human Identity is important to this minor.
Sooo...it only makes sense that I pay more attention to my Human Identity class than my Language Acquisition class, because now Language Acquisition means nothing.
Regardless, I wrote my prof of my Lang class a note that said "Something came up" and went to the brown bag. Yay. It really was an amazing time. :) Probably not worth skipping class for...but amazing anyway!!!
Later we went to the Gaelic Storm concert, where I got into a minor skirmish with a rather psychotic chick. The exchange involved her elbows in my back, her kicking my ankles, and her yelling profanity. I tried to keep my wits about me, but there comes a point at which a girl's gotta stick up for herself. And that point was my heel in her shin. :) Heh. I enjoyed that entirely too much.
The hand is still ailing - I shall post those notes from the lecture at a later date. Hopefully this arm thing gets to healing, and fast. I'm not very happy with learning to be ambidextrous under such conditions. Last time I tried, it was because I was bored in Church History class with the psycho-ex-Christian Brother (the same one who threw a chair at me and chased me down the hall...)...and believe you me - that was wayyy more fun.
Well, it's Palm Sunday decorating time tomorrow. Huzzah.
Pax et veritas.
Yo tengo un corazon rebelde. :)
