Today in real life marked my first Spring class, Abnormal Psychology. The class is in fact very interesting--the instructor keeps the audience active and involved with the material in the most direct and awkward way possible: 'group up with three people around you and answer the following question'. Thankfully, my nearest deskmates are solid people to work with. I was chosen by the group to be the spokesperson who presented our ideas and arguments to the rest of the class, and suddenly the instructor brackets the group as mine while referring to us.
I immediately start to wonder if this will inspire animosity. She also makes us
think. She encourages us to defend our ideas, rationally and logically, and this level of engagement knocks most of the class off-guard. I admit, it took me by surprise as well. When asking for class input, voices are usually either supported or proven wrong by the instructor with facts regurgitated from the textbook. We aren't used to our professors asking
why. Anyway, besides a surprisingly satisfying 270 minute class, my mother picked me up from school and we had a very nice day out together, involving spectacular Italian food and watching
How To Train Your Dragon in IMAX 3D. Allow me to say it's every bit as brilliant as you may have heard or
may have been mislead to believe it isn't.
LOL I POSTED A PICTURE WITH GEORGE BUSH LOOKING UNINTELLIGENT IS THIS BLOG COOL YET.Today on the internets I'm not sure if this counts, but
OK Go's Shooting the Moon was today's
earworm. No offence to any readers who may be Twilight fans, but I personally believe the best thing to come out of the movie series was its soundtrack. Is that some Thom motherfucking Yorke?
Why yes, yes it is.Today in fiction there was much progress--I mean, did you honestly believe I spent the
entire 270 minute lecture
listening to the professor? IT IS TO LAUGH. So yeah, some character development in original fic, some prose addition to
Snapshots, more work on an upcoming
What Hath Fandom Wrought subsection,
The GoogleDoc Adventures. More on the way.
