Monday, April 9, 2012

Night Class Y U No Cancelled?

Easter break has come and gone and so has most of the belongings in my apartment. My parents came to visit me, probably the last time I see them before May, and helped me pack up some of the less used items in the apartment and some of the easily packable belongings. I still have a lot of things to go until I'm completely moved out, but a large dent was definitely put in my apartment. This morning my parents carted out three bookshelves, all of my non-school books, my DVDs, the wii, small furniture, and cooking implements and appliances that I won't need in my last month here in Philadelphia. It was nice to be able to get rid of a lot of things even though there is still so much more than needs to be done. I'm hoping to fill up my car up with a few more things and take them home during the week between my last final and graduation to before the larger items get loaded up in the U-Haul and towed back up to Stowe.

In the meantime though I'm still stuck in night class where I've been for the past two and half hours looking things up on Stumbleupon while others scroll through their iPhones, look at photos on facebook or just stare blankly past the professor until the clock strikes 9pm. It's been a long a boring semester of a class that is really only filling a spot in my schedule, but still has a ridiculous amount of outside work that needs to be done before the final. I really can't wait to sit down a knock out the 20 pages of journal entries next weekend so that I can get them done ahead of the due date and give myself time to knock out the two papers I have due for my Southern Literature and Henry VIII classes. Why can't everything be as simple as painting?

And while I am here sitting class next to an open window that has made my hands very cold to the point where it's starting to get very hard to type I have decided that the humor category on Stumbleupon is my new favorite thing. It's starting to become a challenge not to laugh out loud in front of everyone, but like a champ I've been pushing through the pain and am keeping my mouth shut. I'm just not doing a good enough job for the girl who chose to sit in the desk directly in front of me even though there are about 20 free chairs around us. Sorry but your purse does not need a desk of its own.

After all these years it's still funny...