I've meant to write about school life, but my emotional state of mind has gotten things blocked up for the past 5 months or so. This summer was pretty rough, and I'll be glad to see this year end so that I can forget all the things that have happened, but I just wanted to write down a few of the things that have happened this semester since it's almost gone.
In the last beats of summer I was glad to be able to get ready for school. I registered myself online and had a schedule of 5 classes a week. Four on Monday and Wednesday, two on Tuesday and Thursday, and three classes for Friday. At first I thought I would be really overwhelmed but it all worked out some how. Mainly I believe that since I put myself in with a fitness class it separated me from my other mental classes. Having mentally challenging classes and one physically challenging class has actually been my savior this semester. At first I tried to drop out of it, and then I found out I had to wear gym clothes and get new walking shoes and I thought I was out. My teacher is a really spiritual woman though, and she wasn't about to lose faith in me. Eventually I found a few clothing items I could wear for exercising/ walking and got a new pair of walking shoes.
I signed up for a math classes, and failed. I was signed up for a math classes under the math I had failed and dreaded it. My two teachers that I've had this semester have been really sweet and helpful. The first math wasn't my teachers fault, I just got things mixed up, but I could the work for the most part. Words. Words keep tripping me up, which is weird since I'm something of a writer. I guess I just think that math should be in number form and English should have words.Speaking of English, I'm taking a research business class. My teacher is really cool. She says gravy...and only she can get away with saying because she is so cool. She says "gravy" like it's a question. As if to say "everyone understand?". I thought it was lame at first, but I've gotten used to her I guess. Over the semester she's shared a bit about her past jobs and a tiny bit about her personal life and I find her really strong and courageous. She's a single mom. She has tattoos. She can write any kind of business letter, proposal, memo, anything! She's a total bad ass, but you would NEVER be able to tell by just looking at her. She has the tattoo of a manatee on her ankle and it's pretty sweet. She has to wear sweaters and long sleeved shirts to hide her others and keep it professional, but she just has this kick ass attitude like she can do anything she sets her mind to, and it's absolutely wonderful.
Lastly, Photography. Dun Dun DUUNN. Yes, I am still in photography. Why? Well, when I was shopping once with my dad in wal-mart over the summer my previous photography teacher came walking up to me with a big gallon jug of coffee grounds and just started talking about photography with me. He started telling me how he really hoped that I didn't quit because I had an eye, and what I could see was something of a gift and that it was really hard to teach to people who didn't have it. So I stayed. I signed in to a portrait and photo shop class, and by far I have loved photo shop more than all my other classes. I guess because of the computer and creative freedom. We restored an old picture of a couple and their grandson from the 1950's and it was pretty sweet. Our final project is supposed to be a poster, so I'm pretty pumped about it. In portraiture, it's a night mare and a fun thing to do all at once. The assignments and getting models is the nightmare part. Once you get into the studio and get everything working properly and have good lighting, then you are totally set! The best part about this class is that I have nearly everyone I have ever went to class with before in this class :D So all of my peers from before, and it's awesome. When I first walked in I was so excited and I sat next to the guy from the first semester that called me "new girl" and we've been becoming chummy every since. For some reason he keeps calling me "french fry" and he finally admitted today that it was because of the pick up line "hey you want some fry's with that shake?"...so I was kind of embarrassed but it was funny at the same time. Then he called me white bread. It makes me laugh. He's been the only thing kind of keeping me sane in this class, so days when he doesn't show up is always a major bummer.
Anyway, this is pretty much what has been going on lately. Hate that its been this long that I haven't posted anything about my school stuff. Nothing too important I guess, but it is originally why I made this blog, but oh well :) "I AM THE MASTER COMMANDER!" -Olan Rogers. <<<< Check that guy out if you don't know who he is. He's awesome.
Whelp that's all for now. I will catch you all on the flip side! Hope you've had a wonderful weekend and guess what day it is??? HUMP DAY!
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