I talk about the weather! And then my classes that are ending.2:44 p.m. - 2003-12-14
Hmmmm... I seem to be settling down to about an entry a week. Guess it's better than every 3 months, huh?
So, we've had a lot of snow lately. I mean, no where near Chicago every winter, or New York right now, or anything, but for St. Louis? When it's not even January? A shit-load of snow. Luckily, most of it didn't stick-- it went from being 60 degrees (Farenheit) one day to Rain... then Sleet... then Snow the next day. You know the old saying, "Don't like the weather in St. Louis? Wait 5 minutes." Definitely true.
But it is just enough snow to cover the grass completely, and make the poor naked trees look kinda okay and poetic, but not so much that the pavement has any snow left on it today. And since I don't have finals until tomorrow (what... STUDY? Are you crazy? Just because the teacher didn't cover half of the material in lecture? Pshaw. Ridiculous.), and Gavin took the car today, I won't even have to be the one scraping off the windsheild in 20 degree weather again. Ha ha ha! It better not snow tonight. It's hard to see with big fluffy flakes everywhere when you drive. Snow is much prettier when you don't have to go anywhere.
So... speaking of finals, it's almost over! No more RuPaul (Oh god! I never even talked about him... Hmm... that doesn't seem right). I can't believe it! I haven't talked about any of my classes this semester! Or the teachers, or anything. Well, as a fitting tribute to the end of this semester, a lookback at The Classes of Fall 2003.
So, I had to get up at 6 am every MTWF for... Chemistry! Starring.. Mr. H. as the teacher! I probably never talked about Mr. Chemistry, my Fundamentals teacher, but he was about as stereotypical a chem teacher as you could get. He sounded like Jerry Lewis. Only funnier. I had heard that Mr. H. was the best Chem teacher (which I definitely agree with, btw), so I got him... Oh so many chemistry puns. So very very many. He was slightly less dorky than Mr. Chemistry himself, in addition to being about 30 years younger, but he is definitely a Chem teacher. Included in my Chem class would be: the cute nice smart guy who of course has a girlfriend; the girl in two of my classes who was cheating in the other class; a guy who I thought was 12 until I saw he had a mustauche; and the incredibly dumb girl.
My A and P II class: starring the infamous RuPaul, known by all A and P students as the one A and P teacher to AVOID AT ALL COSTS! How did I get shafted? The catalog had the wrong teacher listed. It was supposed to be the awesome, fantastical, best A and P teacher in the world, and the week before class I logged in and found it was *dum dum DUM*... HIM! The only teacher I had been warned about by many people to avoid. It was too late, so I was stuck with him. The whole class bonded against him... and he really wasn't THAT bad, once you got used to his horrible sense of humor and learned to ignore all the judgemental shit he said (conservative Republican anti-feminist. We got along smashingly).
Finally, Soc. with the teacher that I thought would be mean the first day, but about halfway through the semester, I realized she was REALLY nice. She has agreed to do any recommendations I want for job applications. Turned out great, all in all. There were, however, way too many "fresh-out-of-high-school-ers" in that class though. They were so incredibly rude throughout the semester, talking during lecture, and even during guest lectures. I won't miss them.
And that is all. Soc. turned out to be much harder than expected, but I am still glad I took it. Anywhoo... this entry took a way different path than expected. So long... Fall of 2003 classes. Sniff.
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