And so the semester begins. And I'm already overtired, under-caffeinated. Thus far though, I think I am going to enjoy my classes. It'll be good to have something concrete to occupy my time again, now as well. It was nice too because I was leaning more towards not going to school this semester, so I didn't have an upcoming semester to dread. And BAM now it's here.
I'm still not sure if I'll get in to the Intermediate Reporting and Writing class that I couldn't even get on the wait list for (long story). He said they choose who gets in based on credits, and I have probably the second most out of anyone in that class. So I hope I get in, because it seems a little less intimidating than the first news reporting class was to me, probably because I've taken one now. Plus I really like that professor, he's the kind who makes a lot of jokes and no one laughs. I love those, cause I'll laugh shamelessly. I'd laugh if he didn't want me to. Sometimes classes just have a hard time gauging when a professor is making fun of their self.
Then I had Visual Communication, which is going to be easy, mostly because it's a subject I really like in the first place. From the syllabus and what's expected of us, I think I will really enjoy. We analyzed a photograph today! Talk about my niche: photography, analyzing, and writing.
So tomorrow is my two arts classes. Which one will go alongside the Vis-Comm and help me there; it's Photography in America (an Art History course). The other is 1001 level, Concepts in Visual Art. I'm waitlisted on that, but I'm not too worried. I'm sure someone will drop.
My schedule is nicely spaced out, I even have my arts classes on one day, and my journalism classes on another. Lots of room for work, and homework, unlike last semester where it was all packed in. Except that'll mean more driving, too. I'll still be looking for a place, but I'm more picky this time around.
This coming weekend I'm visiting Sara in chicago! I'm bussing down there on Friday, which will be a nice long bus ride, but I'll just do homework...or sleep. I'll probably sleep, haha! I'm already plotting my playlist, of good songs to roll into chicago with. I can't wait to see her beautiful face!!!!!!! And giggle our butts off. And hug :)
Phone date!
