Long fuckin' day, I swear. What is it about Tuesdays and Thursdays? I have all these classes and then I go out all afternoon and evening afterwards, usually not by choice. And I've never slept. Blah. A few more weeks of this schedule, and I'll be happy when the semester ends.
So, I went to my writing class and we did our writing class stuff, which is to chatter. Turned in what I've written so far and had it printed out. Teacher is trying to get me to take two honors classes next semester, Writing II and Philosophy. Neither is really on my planner and I'm kind of too poor for them.
Ate an extended lunch in the cafeteria (extended by a looooooong wait in line!) and arrived a little late at art class, to find everyone gone with a note on the door. Museum day! So we hopped in the car and drove down to the museum, where we sat around and listened to a docent who wasn't really well-informed. I ended up being the source of information on Chinese religion, which is, um, scary because I don't know that much about it. Only more than the docent.
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