Happy Monday everybody!
I went to the YMCA and ran earlier, thus doing my one productive activity for the day so now I’m sitting in my apartment, putting off writing an Educational Psychology paper, eating cookies (yes, I realize this cancels out the run), watching Hoarding: Buried Alive and updating the ‘ol blog. I’ll write my paper
later today, tomorrow another time.
The school semester is moving right along. I’m taking 5 classes this semester. Here’s the breakdown:
Educational Psychology: I’m a Political Science major. I don’t really know why I’m in this class, but I needed an elective credit and the time of day it meets was really convenient for me. Plus, I have a lot of friends that are Psychology majors, and I wanted to take one of these classes to learn some of this stuff for myself because I’m tired of them using all their little tricks they learned in class and psychoanalyzing me all the time.
“Your small handwriting means that you are focused and introspective.”
“The way your arms are crossed means that you are forming a defensive shield, and have anxiety because of a lack of trust.”
“The fact that you are looking down tells me that you are lying. You DID get my text yesterday!”
It’s annoying. So I decided to take this class so I would know some of that stuff too. Anyway, the professor is this unintentionally hilarious hippie grandmother-type who is easily distracted. I don’t really know what, if anything, I have learned, but I do enjoy her stories.
Constitutional Law: It’s the sixth time I’ve had this professor. Let’s be honest, I’m on auto-pilot in that class. Oh- Last week somebody from the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation (TBI) came and spoke. I felt like I was going to get arrested the whole time he was there. I think it’s because my car has expired tags.
Public Relations Cases & Practices: I really enjoy this class and this professor. This semester, we’re putting together a PR campaign to address the issue of crosswalk safety. Apparently every now and then people get hit in the crosswalks on campus. I mean, I’m not really sure what to tell them- look both ways? If you got hit you probably had it coming?– we’ll have to work on that.
Teacher’s Assistant: I sit in the office checking my Facebook, and occasionally make copies of stuff. Sometimes they have food in the faculty lounge, which I take from when nobody’s looking. Best class I ever had!
Upper Cumberland Folklore: Um, just look at the title of the class. Oh, and it’s a 3 hour night class. I’d rather be waterboarded.
This semester has also been a busy one for our school newspaper, The Oracle. And I feel like I’ve finally hit the big leagues because after a semester of work there, I finally received one of these little love notes on our website:
As an opinion writer, you’re nobody until someone says you deserve to be shot. So I was flattered. The funny thing is, I have written about President Obama, Michele Bachmann, Troy Davis, the Occupy movement, the abortion debate and so many other topics, all to very tame responses, then I got this comment in response to a tongue-in-cheek column on Madonna’s halftime show at the Super Bowl. Go figure.
I always knew that if you talked crap about Oprah in any sort of published media, you would get struck by lightning, or people would come to your house and cut you, etc. but I thought Madonna was fair game?
I finally saw the movie “Courageous” this weekend. You NEED to see this movie! Also, is it just me or are those Sherwood Pictures people getting better at acting too? I enjoyed and appreciated the message of Fireproof and Facing the Giants, but was still distracted at times during those movies by what I thought to be less than stellar acting. The entire quality of this movie is a step above all of their previous films. Loved it!
Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day. My original plan was to sit at my apartment sulking and eating an entire frozen pizza in one sitting while watching The Breakup, Best of “Cheaters” Vol. 1 or some other such entertainment. Then I got a call from one of my very best friends/fellow bitter single, Corey, asking if I would join her on a “date” of convenience. I said sure. Why not? So now we have plans. I just told her to keep it cheap, and that if the waiter/waitress remarks about what a great couple we appear to be, as they are bound to do, just go with it.
I did also receive a Valentine’s Day card this year. Unfortunately it’s from someone significantly older than me, and to whom I’m related . . . Thanks grandma! In middle school, she boosted my self esteem by telling me that I was “skinny as a rail” at the height of my obese stage, and every year since I graduated from the 5th grade, thus moving past the tradition of mandatory Valentine’s Day card exchanges in school, she’s sent me one in the mail. You gotta love grandparents. They always have your back!
That’s all for now friends. Have a great week!