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complaints and stuff
Sep. 22nd, 2003 06:56 pmWhen at New Paltz, don't bother buying the salad bar stuff. It's singularly nasty, the lettuce being generally slimey. Today the spinach was as well, as was the cucumber. It was unpleasant, and I ended up not finfishing it. Ate most of it, though, as I was hungry and not fond of the idea of wasting food. And I never eat the tomatoes there, they always look like they'd make me sick.
Had my first test today, and I had forgotten all about it. Fortunately, it turned out to be entirely a take-home sort. It pleases me. And I have another tomorrow, but it's open book and notes. And I write down *everything*, and have a decent memory anyeay. And he didn't really tell me anything I hadn't noticed or known already. So I think that's goign to be fine. I love having learned a decent amount on llliterature before taking a class in it....
And I have to read the General Prologue to Canterbury Tales by tomorrow, but again, not a problem. I already read it a month ago. I even did it in the Middle English, rather than the translation. Go me. Tomorrow I have to hunt down a copy of The First and Last Men bby Stapledon, and have the first hundred pages by Wednesday. And since he changed one of the books in the class to Childhood's end, Ben has a copy he's willing to let me borrow. SO I don't have to buy that one, nor Neuromancer. Joy.
Other than that, school is being school. There are people there. Some are decent sorts, and some are really annoying, but I think I'm actually managing to meet some. There are two people in my Lit 1 class that I like, one is a girl who generally sits next to me, and knows a friend from Alfred's. The other is the metalworker boy. And there's the fellow in my art history class who, the more I speak with him the more annoying he becomes. Very opinionated, loud, self aggrandising, and seems to emphasise the hardships he's suffered. "Hardships" is a relative term, and I wish I had his. He is decidedly odd. And I fear that, since he is a bit of an annoyance in the class itself, the professor may brand me as part of the same mold. Or that the rest of the class may, and some of them seem rather amusing. I don't know. Thing is though, he bothers me too. During the class break, he followed me outside where I went to have a clove, and he harrangued me the entire time about it. I don't feel any need to justify myself. I do have decent ettiquette about smoking, and he didn't have to follow. Feh. Have to go to class with him tomorrow....Or I don't. I'm not sure of that yet. My notes are being incomprehensible.
Had my first test today, and I had forgotten all about it. Fortunately, it turned out to be entirely a take-home sort. It pleases me. And I have another tomorrow, but it's open book and notes. And I write down *everything*, and have a decent memory anyeay. And he didn't really tell me anything I hadn't noticed or known already. So I think that's goign to be fine. I love having learned a decent amount on llliterature before taking a class in it....
And I have to read the General Prologue to Canterbury Tales by tomorrow, but again, not a problem. I already read it a month ago. I even did it in the Middle English, rather than the translation. Go me. Tomorrow I have to hunt down a copy of The First and Last Men bby Stapledon, and have the first hundred pages by Wednesday. And since he changed one of the books in the class to Childhood's end, Ben has a copy he's willing to let me borrow. SO I don't have to buy that one, nor Neuromancer. Joy.
Other than that, school is being school. There are people there. Some are decent sorts, and some are really annoying, but I think I'm actually managing to meet some. There are two people in my Lit 1 class that I like, one is a girl who generally sits next to me, and knows a friend from Alfred's. The other is the metalworker boy. And there's the fellow in my art history class who, the more I speak with him the more annoying he becomes. Very opinionated, loud, self aggrandising, and seems to emphasise the hardships he's suffered. "Hardships" is a relative term, and I wish I had his. He is decidedly odd. And I fear that, since he is a bit of an annoyance in the class itself, the professor may brand me as part of the same mold. Or that the rest of the class may, and some of them seem rather amusing. I don't know. Thing is though, he bothers me too. During the class break, he followed me outside where I went to have a clove, and he harrangued me the entire time about it. I don't feel any need to justify myself. I do have decent ettiquette about smoking, and he didn't have to follow. Feh. Have to go to class with him tomorrow....Or I don't. I'm not sure of that yet. My notes are being incomprehensible.
