"Emotions and unexplained urges override the logical and rational mind." -Zach GarlandWell, Mom called late last night, and she started to get on my nerves after a while. I mean, not only am I glad that I'm NOT home, she started on me again about my guy behavior (and believe me, she don't know the half of it). She asked me if I'd talked to Kiwini (no), and if I was going to (no), and she started in again on how "maybe he didn't get the message." She just wouldn't quit naggin' me about it. I'm still not going to do a damn thing, and I told her so. I'm sorry, but it seems like a dis, and I'll be damned if I call him to ask if it was a dis. She starts going, "Well, it's your loss." Yeah, it is, okay? But get off my back about it. Then she starts going on and on about how "rude" I was to the repair guy again. Will she just get over that?!?! The way she's acting, I swear she's got a crush on him or something. It's sick how she obsesses about how I didn't say much to one guy.
Oh, and I finally told her about my newest crush, which is when she goes, "So that's why you're not calling (Kiwini)." I'm like, "Yeah, but this is worse." To be honest, I haven't felt this much lust in ages. I tell her that it's not mutual though, since if he wasn't attracted at the dance nothing's going to happen, and naturally she disagreed completely with whatever I said- "Have you talked to him?" Not much, it's hard to when he's off with the other RA's. The fight went on from there, you can probably guess what she said, etc, etc. I don't even remember much of what she said now, to tell you the truth, but it's safe to say that she didn't agree with a thing I said. She didn't believe me when I said I'd tried talking to him- she went off on my one faux pas of NOT saying hi when she and Dad were here and saw him- "he said hi to me, I thought he seemed nice." I said, "Excuse me, I was kinda worrying that he heard Dad's screaming right before that." Besides, I have said hi to him in public- upstairs, in the bookstore- no vibe going on his end, I practically had to wave my hand in his face to get his attention in the store . . . my opinion still stands that it isn't mutual, hers, despite saying one word to the guy, is completely opposite. That chick confuses me a lot.
My report on the first day of school: I only had two classes today (both English), so the day was pretty short.
I checked the list of 100F people, and I did not get in. I was third on the waiting list, actually- I suppose that's an improvement. However, I'd already signed up for another class, and I wasn't going to miss information for it to wait around to see if three people out of fifteen dropped 100F (yeah, right, after all those people tried to get in). So instead of staying there for a few days like they tell you to when you're on wait list, I just left.
English 46B: Taught by an actual British prof, who actually says the word "schedule" like "shedule." I thought that was a joke. Anyway, despite the classroom not exactly being optimal (desks as far as the eye can squint, no mikes or overheads to see), it wasn't too bad. We have to start out with Paradise Lost, and it was funny how he admitted that it was uh, tricky. He practically admitted it would be a bitch- a refreshing attitude, in my opinion.
English 178: Taught by a surprisingly genial prof- surprising since this is a class on the Holocaust- got into some details of what was going on, handed out a large # of papers, there's going to be a lot of movie watching- unfortunately almost all of it is OUT OF CLASS- as in Tues. or Wed. night viewing. Which pisses me off, since I wanted to take some classes then and guess what? Grrrr. Oh well, hopefully this'll be interesting.
In other news: None really, other than going around thinking I saw Jensen on campus. Once was in the morning when I looked out the bus window (but from a distance), and the other one was walking ahead of me at one point- I was going to the bus stop, he went down the street- I think that one was the genuine article though, I saw him from the side briefly.
Yes, this crush is quite, quite silly. In the papers I got, it says that the RA's are taking people to a campus rally tonight. Three guesses about if I'm going or not.
One more thing: You know how it is when you've got a new topic in your life and suddenly it's everywhere around you? Say, you're in poly sci and the President gets outed for blow jobs, or you start reading a book on vampires and suddenly everything on TV features a vampire, that kinda thing?
First, there's that Felicity show. I taped it, but haven't actually seen it yet, but I've heard it features a cute RA that likes Felicity. And today I open the Aggie today and find this comic strip (which, sadly, is not on the paper's web site and therefore I can't link it for you):
The Adventures of ART, the R.A.
Picture of Art Hi kids! I"m Art the RA! In my comic strip there's plenty of . . .
Picture of Art making out with a cute blonde Romance . . . "Oh Art! You're the best RA I know! Now move your hand!"
Picture of Art patting a kid on the back as he worships the porcelain god Friendship . . . "There, there."
Picture of Art pointing at a kid with a certain kind of pipe SUSPENSE! "I didn't inhale man! I swear!"
What will Art do? Will he squeal on his residents? Tune in next week!
Kinda spooky about how both RA items both play to my daydreams (the RA lusting over the blonde resident) and daymares (the squealing on residents).
Well, that's all for now. Guess I'd better go eat before the crowds come in.
We have opened another 100F class. It will meet TR 9-10:30 (same time as other), in Room 156 Voorhies. The instructor is John Boe. If you want to enroll, please let us know immediately, and we'll pass on the CRN.
Merilyn Potters
Department of English
I got in after all! Woo hoo!
9:50 p.m. Update, on a slightly less upbeat note:
Well, they did NOT have the RA's taking people to the rally the way they advertised. Nobody was there at all, actually. So I got all steamed (I heard later all the RA's went to a frat party, which also pissed me off) and went home. Did go in the spa later though, which was fun. The one RA left around, Vik (not my floor) came over and chased us out around 11 (pool/spa closes). I had this sinking feeling like the cops were coming when I saw him come by. Now really, Jennifer, do you want to date that? Rationally, no.
Oh, and I checked my e-mail:
From: Sandra McPherson
Dear applicants,
Subject: Waiting List for English 100P
Thank you for applying to English 100P. There were 31 applicants for 15 positions in the class. Although I believe it is wrong to turn anyone down, I also know there is an optimum size for a class to foster learning, & in this case it's 15.
You are technically on the Waiting List, but I doubt that there will be any openings come up this term. You are all people I would enjoy working with; your poems show energy and love of writing. Some of you are sophomores or juniors, & priority enrollment goes to senior English majors who specialize in poetry writing. I hope you will apply again in other quarters & that we will eventually work together.
Best wishes,
Sandra McPherson
Professor of English
For more information about what I do, visit web sites
http://wwwenglish.ucdavis.edu/faculty/mcpherson/mcpherson.htm
and
http://www.dartmouth.edu/acad-inst/upne/mcpherson.html
Order my books from Amazon.com
And see portions of BEAUTY IN USE, my book of fabulous paper quilts & poems
at http://wwwenglish.ucdavis.edu/spark
Now, this was fine with me (31? I was surprised at that small #), it was my second choice anyway, but then she advertises herself? What's up with that?
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