*Gasp!* Another post? So soon? I KNOW!! I'm excited too!! =DD I'm already on campus even though my first class doesn't start till eleven thirty (it's 9:48 now). The reason I had to get up so damn early is because mom had a doctors appointment all the way out here and so she dropped me off early so I don't risk being late.
Before you say it, even if I had my own liscense we only have one car for the family. So same boat. Doing yesterday's homework assignments was like running a marathon against the clock. I had SOOO much crap due today it was poopie-like. A six-page report was assigned in my Practical Criticism class due Monday (originally) but Prof. Dahl-- **That's not her actual name, I call her that in my head because she looks like she's from a Roald Dahl book. And yes I realize Dahl isn't the one to actually illustrate his books but unfortunately for Quentin Blake I associate the art with Dahl. ** --didn't tell us what she wanted the paper to be ON until the Wednesday before [[So not cool ><]]. By then I had too many assignments to do before 11pm Friday night so I just focused on those and promised I'd crank out the report Saturday by waking up early and working the entire day if I had to. However, by the time Friday came around I was given so many NEW assignments due Monday that I didn't think I'd be able to do them all in time. Fortunately during class Friday Prof Dahl extended the deadline from Monday to Wednesday. Woot woot! So during the weekend I focused on getting all my other crap done, promising to do the assignment Monday and Tuesday. "Oh, but that's not what happened was it, Jany?" Why, no. No it wasn't. After classes Monday I had a boat load of NEW crap to do before Wednesday. So instead of trying to do them all at the same time as the report, I AIMED to do all the assignments Monday night so that Tuesday [[my early-day out of class since there's only one]] could stay open for the paper.
*sigh* But of course I wasn't able to finish all of the assignments. -_- And so as I went to bed Monday night [[at like 2 in the morning]] with my World Lit reading and Quiz, 3 page Grammar essay, and 6 page Practical Criticism report still left undone. Which made yesterday an frikkin Race-to-the-Finish. Soon as I got home, I dropped my crap in my room, heated up some left over food from Asian Restaurant [[had that for dinner the night before--SCORE!!]] ate as quickly--but not too quickly because that would give me tummy aches--as I could. Once done I SHUT OFF my TV, placed Bessy Lou as FAR AWAY from me as possible, and went to town reading the excerpts from the Heptameron as fast ((but coherently)) as I could. Once I cranked that out I logged online prepared to take the quiz. I'll be honest, I was distracted by Twitter/Emails/Myspace for a half hour but after that I gave myself a mental smack-in-da-face and got back on track.
I logged into Webcourses, quickly checked the announcements and emails from my teachers, then hopped into the Quiz. I'm happy to say that it was easy-peasy ^_______^ Which means I passed so WHOO!! After that I decided to work on my Grammar essay since it was the shorter paper--plus it was the Rough Draft so I would fly through it comparatively faster than my P.C. paper because THAT one was a FINAL draft.
The Grammar paper was to analyze some aspect of a Grammar website. Oh, goody, right? >< That took up to about a quarter after 7 to finish [[finished quiz around 3]]. After which I took a little-over-half-hour window to eat dinner and rest the brain before diving in for Round Three. The Practical Criticism paper was for me to use one or more critical approaches to analyze either Frankenstein or one of the short stories we read in class. Screw Frankenstein, I went for the stories. I picked The Lottery since I already had to do a Formalistic presentation on it so WHOO! some work/research done there already ^_^ I got stuck a couple of times--once when trying to write the introduction ((my weakness)) and later when I forgot what all I wanted to say--so I had to stop and reread the story and take notes. After that though it went pretty smoothly. Ended up combining Formalism with Psychoanalytic to get the paper done. Happy note: in the directions it turns out she gave us a minimum word count of 1500 so I went by that instead of page amount. In the end I had five papes, and 1600+ words. WHOO!!! HUGE relief when I finished. Sure it was almost two thirty in the morning BUT WHATEVER. After I got all my crap printed and put away, and I got "dressed" for bed, it was almost three. SO. TIRED. However I still had the goofyest smile on my face thanks to the AIM conversation I had with Justin ^______________^ I love talking to him just before sleep. I also love it when he calls in the morning xD I'm a groggy zombie but the sound of his laugh is so heartwarming to wake up to.... *shakes head* FOCUS. hahaha No girly rant!! xDD Alrighty what do I have for tonight's homework... Short story and poem to critique for Creative Writing tomorrow, World Lit online discussion module on the Heptameron,--I really wish the entire thing was available in the textbook. I actually liked reading it a lot, more so than 1001 Nights--and.... Hmm... *gasp* Is that all? *gasp!* YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!? IT MEANS I CAN WATCH HEROES TONIGHT!! WHOOO!!! In Creative Writing class we're actually done with all assignments/lectures. I know, weird right? From here to the end of the semester we'll be having nothing but workshops.
At this point, everyone in the class has written 1 Poem, 1 Short Story, and 1 Narrative Essay. We were each assigned a workshop date: The class-day before the workshop we are to bring 25 copies of ONE of our pieces ((our choice)) and pass it out to everyone in the class, who then will READ said piece before the next class day. On workshop day the class sits in a circle ((so everyday we're sitting in a circle)) and we discuss the pieces we read ((it'll be 2-3 pieces)), giving our opinions, likes/dislikes, and criticism. At the end of the discussion, we return the pieces to their rightful owners [[we are to have written notes and junk all over the copy for the writer to read]] and the pieces to the Next workshop are passed out. I'm actually having a lot of fun with this ^____^ Some of the pieces bomb but some have been UH-MAY-ZING!! Intimidating in fact ^^;; This weekend I've got to choose my workshop piece and prepare it so that I can bring 25 copies to class Tuesday. Thursday we have no class so my actual workshop day will be the NEXT Tuesday. I haven't decided between my Narrative Essay or my Short Story. I'm kinda leaning toward the Short Story though just because I love Kenna ((the main character)) so much and had so much fun writing her that I kinda want everyone to know her. Then again I'm still "undecided" because sometimes I think because I like Kenna and her story so much maybe I shouldn't throw her to the wolves for criticism ^^;; We'll see. ^^;; I know I definitely don't want to do my Poem for the workshop. It's very... I dunno it's kinda plain to me. It's not anything like the stuff I used to write [[had to allow for assignment guidelines]] so it feels boring. The girl who read my rough draft way-back-when said she really liked it but that's just one person's opinion so I guess I gotta take it with a grain of salt. ((Whatever the hell that means ><)) Well, it's 10:37 now, and even though I still have an hour till class I'm thinking of ending the entry here. Maybe roam a smidge more online before heading out to class. I still want to get there early enough so I don't get stuck with one of those weird left-handed desks. Really throws me off. Ta-Da!
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