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One Problem Figured Out...
Apr. 15th, 2001 08:43 pmWell, I've decided on what classes I'm going to take next year. And I've even worked out my schedule. So, this is how it's looking:
Fall:
Chem 101 (Molecular Structure & Properties)
Math 121 (Intro to Computing)
Hist 381 (Rebellion, Revolution, and Independence in Latin America)
Phil 200 (Intro Phil.)
Spring:
Chem 102 (Chemical Reactivity)
Bio 332 (Vascular Plant Diversity)
Bio 358 (Microbiology)
Mus 314 (Musical Aesthetics)
Yes, that is three science classes in the spring semester. I'm going to be in lab three days a week. No Friday labs, however. Not doing that again. Particularly because I want to be able to actually go to Bio seminars next year. Another part of having those three science classes spring semester is having three lectures in a row. But, at least I don't have any nine a.m. classes! This makes me very happy. And the lectures are only 50 minutes. I decided to take Musical Aesthetics because I really need a non-science class just to keep my brain happy. And that class is music and philosophy. Gee, you'd almost think I'm a Phil. major. I'm not. I'm a Bio major, thank you. I will be living next to a Phil. major next year, however. That could be interesting. Anyway, there was a creative non-fiction class that I was interested in taking, even though I couldn't find a course description anywhere. But it doesn't matter anyway because it conflicted with any lab I might have chosen for Tuesday and Thursday.
I just talked to my parents. They called me. It wasn't bad. Talked with my mom more than my dad, which is not an unusual pattern in general, but does tend to be for phone conversations with them while I'm away at school. I usually talk to my dad a lot, and not so much with my mom because I talk to her second and by that time have gone through everything. Tonight I did talk with my dad first, as usual, but I guess I didn't have as much to say then because I needed to carefully screen what I said. There are a lot of things on my mind now that I can't mention to my parents, and those are the things that come most easily to mind. But I did manage to find things to say.
I went salsa dancing last night. That was quite fun. I wish I could do that more often. Actually, I wish I got a chance to go dancing at all more often. I've gotten plenty of opportunites lately, but that's mostly because there was Fetish Ball one weekend, Spring Formal the next, and then this weekend there was the party here and the salsa dancing in Winch. Makes me happy. After the salsa dancing, I played the drinking game version of Trivial Pursuit and finished off my vodka. (There were only three shots left in the bottle by this point.) Everyone else was drinking beer, which I don't drink, so I felt just ever-so-slightly out of place, but then I started drinking and didn't give a shit anymore. But jeez, I need to find some people to drink with who prefer the hard stuff. Even better would be people who prefer the good hard stuff. What can I say? I'm a vodka snob. Absolut for me, thanks. I don't care if it's expensive. It does last me a while, since I can't drink more than four shots at a time. I probably could, actually, but I would probably make myself sick, and I don't want that.
I think I had more to say, but what with the break in the middle of writing this to talk to my parents and with being rather scatterbrained lately, I can't remember what it was. If it was important, it'll come back to me.
Fall:
Chem 101 (Molecular Structure & Properties)
Math 121 (Intro to Computing)
Hist 381 (Rebellion, Revolution, and Independence in Latin America)
Phil 200 (Intro Phil.)
Spring:
Chem 102 (Chemical Reactivity)
Bio 332 (Vascular Plant Diversity)
Bio 358 (Microbiology)
Mus 314 (Musical Aesthetics)
Yes, that is three science classes in the spring semester. I'm going to be in lab three days a week. No Friday labs, however. Not doing that again. Particularly because I want to be able to actually go to Bio seminars next year. Another part of having those three science classes spring semester is having three lectures in a row. But, at least I don't have any nine a.m. classes! This makes me very happy. And the lectures are only 50 minutes. I decided to take Musical Aesthetics because I really need a non-science class just to keep my brain happy. And that class is music and philosophy. Gee, you'd almost think I'm a Phil. major. I'm not. I'm a Bio major, thank you. I will be living next to a Phil. major next year, however. That could be interesting. Anyway, there was a creative non-fiction class that I was interested in taking, even though I couldn't find a course description anywhere. But it doesn't matter anyway because it conflicted with any lab I might have chosen for Tuesday and Thursday.
I just talked to my parents. They called me. It wasn't bad. Talked with my mom more than my dad, which is not an unusual pattern in general, but does tend to be for phone conversations with them while I'm away at school. I usually talk to my dad a lot, and not so much with my mom because I talk to her second and by that time have gone through everything. Tonight I did talk with my dad first, as usual, but I guess I didn't have as much to say then because I needed to carefully screen what I said. There are a lot of things on my mind now that I can't mention to my parents, and those are the things that come most easily to mind. But I did manage to find things to say.
I went salsa dancing last night. That was quite fun. I wish I could do that more often. Actually, I wish I got a chance to go dancing at all more often. I've gotten plenty of opportunites lately, but that's mostly because there was Fetish Ball one weekend, Spring Formal the next, and then this weekend there was the party here and the salsa dancing in Winch. Makes me happy. After the salsa dancing, I played the drinking game version of Trivial Pursuit and finished off my vodka. (There were only three shots left in the bottle by this point.) Everyone else was drinking beer, which I don't drink, so I felt just ever-so-slightly out of place, but then I started drinking and didn't give a shit anymore. But jeez, I need to find some people to drink with who prefer the hard stuff. Even better would be people who prefer the good hard stuff. What can I say? I'm a vodka snob. Absolut for me, thanks. I don't care if it's expensive. It does last me a while, since I can't drink more than four shots at a time. I probably could, actually, but I would probably make myself sick, and I don't want that.
I think I had more to say, but what with the break in the middle of writing this to talk to my parents and with being rather scatterbrained lately, I can't remember what it was. If it was important, it'll come back to me.
