Movie and Class Reviews
Okay Holly (and anyone else interested), this part is for you: I thought that In Good Company was good. None of my friends liked it as much as I did. Don't think of it as a romance when you see it. The romance is a subplot. But I think you (Holly) would enjoy it, nonetheless.
I'm feeling kinda shaky about my advanced fiction class. It's not very focused. And those of you who know me academically, know I am one with focus. I could marry focus. Plus, the prof is very opinionated/preacher-like and I'm not sure it's in the open-to-other-people's-views kind of way. I'm oriented towards "ya gotz ta let otherz have their differing (possibly wrong) view too." I'm just glad this isn't a literature class, where the man could potentially lower my grade for not agreeing with him.
On the plus side, as our first major writing assignment, I can write a fairy tale. How exciting is that action?! One of the girls across the room noted aloud how my entire head turned into one of those big, happy, yellow, smiley face at that announcement. But now that everyone knows of my love for the fairy tale idea, I HAVE to write a good one. Plus I don't want the professor man to potentially make me cry with his criticism. Well...chances are good I wouldn't cry...more likely I'd get pissy and deny all his critiques. I think I should start preparing for the criticism now...nobody in that class is afraid to criticize/bring you down a notch.
This evening, I received an e-mail from a random man addressing me as the La Casa contact. First, I laughed at the outdated information. Then, I decided to be all nice and helpful, so I sat and thought about who I could possibly forward the message to. None of the people who used to be super-involved in the floor are anymore. I printed the message and took a chance. I ran down to the floor and managed to bump into the floor mentor just as she was leaving her room. Message given. My job is done. Here's hoping the man doesn't e-mail me again.
I'm feeling kinda shaky about my advanced fiction class. It's not very focused. And those of you who know me academically, know I am one with focus. I could marry focus. Plus, the prof is very opinionated/preacher-like and I'm not sure it's in the open-to-other-people's-views kind of way. I'm oriented towards "ya gotz ta let otherz have their differing (possibly wrong) view too." I'm just glad this isn't a literature class, where the man could potentially lower my grade for not agreeing with him.
On the plus side, as our first major writing assignment, I can write a fairy tale. How exciting is that action?! One of the girls across the room noted aloud how my entire head turned into one of those big, happy, yellow, smiley face at that announcement. But now that everyone knows of my love for the fairy tale idea, I HAVE to write a good one. Plus I don't want the professor man to potentially make me cry with his criticism. Well...chances are good I wouldn't cry...more likely I'd get pissy and deny all his critiques. I think I should start preparing for the criticism now...nobody in that class is afraid to criticize/bring you down a notch.
This evening, I received an e-mail from a random man addressing me as the La Casa contact. First, I laughed at the outdated information. Then, I decided to be all nice and helpful, so I sat and thought about who I could possibly forward the message to. None of the people who used to be super-involved in the floor are anymore. I printed the message and took a chance. I ran down to the floor and managed to bump into the floor mentor just as she was leaving her room. Message given. My job is done. Here's hoping the man doesn't e-mail me again.
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