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I am glad I am one of the few, the proud who knows hiragana... and has the handwriting of a five year old Japanese child. ^^ Michiko-sensai is the cutest person on the planet. She's so lively and funny... and her husband calls her "Pooh-chan" because she looks like Winnie the Pooh. BWUHAHAHA! Also, I have earned the nickname Sabiko-chan from a new friend I have made named Lauren who is in my Japanese class. I have affectionately dubbed her Loko-chan (pronounced Roko-chan). I only had Japanese and Mathematics of the Pre-Modern Era today. Jeff, the mathematics prof, is like insane and incrediably interesting. He's like hyper 24/7. So hilarious. He's the only guy I know who can make learning about the additive notation of the Babylonians interesting. Oh yeah, and the book required for class, which Jeff wrote, is like $80 (and that's the USED price). I'm going into frickin' debt with these books, man.
I've gotta finish reading Plato's Symposium for the Seminar tomorrow. It's like the original Man-Boy Love Association. I've known about the old Greek way of the Erastes and the Eromenos (the lover and the beloved), but I have never read it spoken of so freely. Homosexual-guy-love rocks. I keep reading it and keep getting turned on the same way I get reading Anne Rice's novels. Plato, you fucking rock like a fucking rocking thing.
Also, because I have saddled myself with Victorian studies, I have to read four old fairy tales such as "Jack the Giant Killer" (the original, more gorey version of "Jack and the Bean Stalk") and "The Yellow Dwarf" (which I have never heard of before).
I'm really pissed off at the office of student accounts as well. They keep fucking with my head, seriously. They tell me it's going to take until Sept. 10th to transfer some funds from my numerous scholarships into my bookstore account. It's like a block away! The computers are right there! Fuck! It shouldn't take that long. They're lazy and the head of student accounts is the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, and she hates me because I didn't have to pay a red cent to attend school this semester. Screw her to the rafters, I say!
That's my rant. I'm gonna go watch Interview with the Vampire for some classic manpire bondage, drink some soda, and get back to reading. Night all.
I've gotta finish reading Plato's Symposium for the Seminar tomorrow. It's like the original Man-Boy Love Association. I've known about the old Greek way of the Erastes and the Eromenos (the lover and the beloved), but I have never read it spoken of so freely. Homosexual-guy-love rocks. I keep reading it and keep getting turned on the same way I get reading Anne Rice's novels. Plato, you fucking rock like a fucking rocking thing.
Also, because I have saddled myself with Victorian studies, I have to read four old fairy tales such as "Jack the Giant Killer" (the original, more gorey version of "Jack and the Bean Stalk") and "The Yellow Dwarf" (which I have never heard of before).
I'm really pissed off at the office of student accounts as well. They keep fucking with my head, seriously. They tell me it's going to take until Sept. 10th to transfer some funds from my numerous scholarships into my bookstore account. It's like a block away! The computers are right there! Fuck! It shouldn't take that long. They're lazy and the head of student accounts is the biggest bitch in the whole wide world, and she hates me because I didn't have to pay a red cent to attend school this semester. Screw her to the rafters, I say!
That's my rant. I'm gonna go watch Interview with the Vampire for some classic manpire bondage, drink some soda, and get back to reading. Night all.
