A blog cultivated by Annabelle Barrow & she's kind of embarrassed about it, but not enough to stop posting and delete the thing.

Sunday, September 16

well

unfortuately, my laptop's charging mechanism has committed suicide and thereby makes my laptop unuseable so this blog is being painstakingly written via tabby. please note the lack of capitalization.
i've been in class for three weeks now and i've only skipped once so i'd say this semester is off to a right good start. i've been dealt a surprisingly good hand this time around. my art professors fit so perfectly in the quirky art teacher stereotype, it's hilarious. i like them a lot. definitely tenfold better than the art class i almost took in highschool. there's a really cute guy in my drawing class. he did this funny thing in class the other day. we were supposed to bring in a shoe with laces so we could draw it. most people brought an extra shoe with them(like myself), while he just took the shoe that he was wearing off. i don't know why that struck me as amusing, but it did. 
there's a girl in that same drawing class who has asked me twice now if i thought the professor would mind if we went to the restroom. both times i said that i didn't think so & she still proceeded to ask him if she could go to the bathroom. like, whaaat?
my design class is full of some characters. i do sit by some pretty cool people though. the girl that i sit by is so awesome. i hope that i never have to do a group project with her so she won't start hating me. group projects are the worst. 
which brings me to dr. g's class. he's assigning us partners on monday & i'm super not looking forward to it. i get a weird vibe from some of the people in there. i mean, i know it's obvious that i'm his favorite, but... hahahahaha okay only joking. i really am nervous about group projects though. for one thing, the survey he's using to partner us asked for gpa & the grade of our last cs class. what if it pairs all the dumb kids together or if it pairs a dumb kid with a smart kid. i'm definitely a dumb kid in this equation, but i think whoever i'm paired with will think i have the upperhand since i hand dr. g's class before, when, in reality, that is totally not the case. it's all very daunting. there's this guy in class who asks a ton of questions that probably irk dr. g, but i love that he asks so many. right now, i actually get what dr. g is teaching(at least i think i do), but i know there is going to come a time when i'll be super lost & hopefully question guy will still be there asking questions. dr. g is still super good looking, by the way. hard to believe he's 35. most days after class, i usually am like "hey listen to this funny thing dr. g said today" to my jefe & she is usually not amused. she still hates his guts. she is a pro at holding grudges. (since this is the internet & there's always a chance she'll read this , P... don't be offended by my silly ramblings, i've grown to love you dearly & i respect your oddities, being like the cool kids is overrated)
on to english. or american lit, i should say. my professor in there is such a sweetheart. he continues to be excited about the puritans even though a third of the class are on their laptops, scrolling through pinterest. another third are doing that texting under the desk thing like we used to do in highschool. lame. i don't want to be the only one to laugh at his lit related jokes, but i usually am. 

not much else going on, really.

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