Monday, September 19, 2011

Summer is Making Things Go So Fast.

Summer IS.

So I took English 100 class with this teacher named Roger Marheine. Funny, ADD, and Hyper. Sarcastic and mean. Picks on students. I LIKE. He's a really good teacher. He is aware of things around you and he is truly, truly, funny. I hated history so much, but he made us all do the essay from history, and I didn't find it as boring. It's funny how he does that. He has tons of stories with him, whether or not it has him in it. Overall, is not recommended. Negative: other than he gave me a D, he's the head of the English thing, and he teaches 1A, 1B, 1C. That means he expect even more.

So I took another class- Life Drawing. Art 12A, with Craig Attebery. He's.... petite. He's dorky, does "ssssss" all the time, doesn't really dress to impress no more, he rides his bike to the campus, he wears over-sized aloha shirt with no aloha motives (I call them shirts, but a WHOLE lot of people thinks shirts and T-shirts are the same. Really?). He thinks there's always room for improvement but actually, he just never reached near perfection. Not a bad thing. It's needed for artists. He graduated from Art Center at the 80's. He also has stories, and he likes to share them. Most of his stories are art stories with funny students. I didn't like him so much at first, because he looks too weak as a teacher. He has to be tougher. He also said, "A lot of people asked me if there's a rule in proportion and I said, well, no..." Well there are tons...but being a little hypocritical, as the class went by, he talks about proportion and proportion. ......Alright. His explanation are really easy- he studied his field really hard and he's just good at it. Overall, he's cool.

So that's my classes, other than the writing lab which is 0.3 units and came with English 100 class. eh, nothing in it, it's like tutoring.

Well. Summer is fast. Essay everyday, 75 sketches by midterm-which just passed.
Yeah. and 50 sketches. Yeah. and the whole thing just passed.

It's not only the classes. You get used to moving so fast, it applied to people around you now. You talk to people like it has already been a week. You hang out like it's the second week. You go out with your friends end time just flies. You make little plans, and it's always a busy day.

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