School has started again, and I have a lingering cough and low energy levels due to the horrible flu I caught the last week I was home.
Today (and for the next few days) I am that girl in class with that really terrible cough that you just wish would go away in case she comes too near and infects you.
My classes look quite good this semester.
I have a fun and unrelated elective for the first time in a while, and it is my only class on both Monday and Wednesday, allowing me to have an easy start to the week. My ceramics teacher is an older man, as crazy as you think a man should be who is teaching a clay class called The Five Themes. I have to confess that I hope to work mainly on the wheel and he seems open to that. He is also a champion talker - as a talker I recognise talent. I need some input to keep going after a point, but he doesn't seem to need this, he can just keep going. The whole first hour was him explaining the five realms that it appears he has made up and he believes encompasses all of art.
Thursday is going to be the really hard day. I have three classes. Starting at noon, there is Interdisciplinary Critique class followed by an hour break, then a class called Zen and the Japanese Garden. This class is super random, as some of the academic class at CCA seem to be. It's taught by an older, slightly scatterbrained lady who seems to know her stuff and is nice enough. I don't have huge expectations for this class, but I think it will be interesting enough. Then comes the most challenging transition of the day. I have a 15-minute break before an African American Diversity Studies class starts. Not only is the subject matter completely different but its in the same room as the Zen class, so I spend over 6 hours in the same small room in the horrid B building that can never seem to get heating or cooling right.
I shall have to write a full post on the African American studies teacher, but for now, let's say he is the type of teacher to say just about anything for a reaction.
So the only class I have not had is probably the most important class of the semester. Senior project - this class takes place for 6 hours on Tuesday and I missed the first class due to the flu and pushing back my flight. I know I will enjoy this class so I'm going to call this semester of classes a success.