Word of the day: SCHOOL!
That's right, school has started up again (well, two weeks ago) and so I can tell you all about it!
This year I decided to do something new and give nicknames to all my teachers. So without further ado, I'll give you a brief rundown of the class and the associated teacher plus their nickname! EXCELLENT!
Art Composition and Crap (not real title): So far in this class we've mostly been doing theory and not actual drawing or anything. Which is fine, my art theory is weak. I know I like pretty colors and interesting compositions but I don't necessarily know what makes a good composition and all that. So this will help. The teacher is... well, he's an art teacher. That right there should tell volumes. His name is Angel and he has VERY long hair braided into a single pony tail that goes past his ass. He has a goatee as well. His looks plus his mannerisms remind me of an overweight Howie Mandell. His nickname: Overweight Howie Mandell... yeah, not very imaginative, I know.
Morals and Ethics (real title): This is another philosophy class (I've taken one each semester for the past two semesters)! I'm actually enjoying philosophy even though it's hardly more than mental masturbation. It's also a bit of a tease because you never quite reach a revelation but you feel like you're so close. Ahh, the ever elusive mindgasm. Anyway, right now we're doing that whole "is there truly such a thing as a selfless act" business. The idea that every action done by a person is done because it benefits that person in some way, no matter how small. The teacher is somewhat monotone and that can be a drag. I didn't have a nickname for him til last Wednesday though, and it's not really my nickname. I was talking to this one girl and she said "you know, he kind of looks like the guy in the Big Lebowski if he were a professor." I agreed. His nickname: Prof. Dude.
American Literature (also real title): What can I really say about this class? The course title is pretty self explanatory. We're learning about American Literature. We started off with Walt Whitman then onto Emily Dickinson and I don't know who we're doing next. Lots of essays in this class, unfortunately... about one a week and sometimes we have some impromptu ones in class. The teacher is a tiny little woman who must drink at least ten cups of coffee every morning. It's a bit hard to describe her but "super hyper" and "bat-shit crazy" would definitely be a good start. So there's this super hyper tiny squirrely little woman flying around the class waving her arms and jumping up and down whenever someone has some insight into a poem/story... bizarre. She reminds me of a mouse with ADD. Yep, that's probably the best way to describe her. Her nickname: Manic Mouse.
Creative Writing (not real title. Actual name is "Advanced Robotics for the Disaffected Youth of Zimbabwe Who Wish to Live in a World Free of the White Man"): Again, pretty self explanatory. We haven't actually done much writing though! Mostly just prep exercises to get our minds in a "creative mood." One thing we did was some rorschach tests. I don't know if he wants to get a psychological profile on all of us or have us write. Anyway, I saw penises in every picture... I don't think that really means anything, though. Oh, I also saw a cute kitten in one of them. It had a very large penis... with claws... yeah... when the teacher asked me what I saw I just said "happy things" every time. He seemed pleased by that. The teacher is a jolly man, probably ten years my senior. He speaks with much enthusiasm and could probably make a goth kid become interested in rainbows. Even though the class is near four hours long, he makes it go by rather fast. So him in a nutshell: tries to psychologically profile everyone, great speaker, jolly man. And thus his nickname: Hitler (ok I haven't come up with a nickname for him, give me another week).
That's it for now.
DANCREST OUT!
That's right, school has started up again (well, two weeks ago) and so I can tell you all about it!
This year I decided to do something new and give nicknames to all my teachers. So without further ado, I'll give you a brief rundown of the class and the associated teacher plus their nickname! EXCELLENT!
Art Composition and Crap (not real title): So far in this class we've mostly been doing theory and not actual drawing or anything. Which is fine, my art theory is weak. I know I like pretty colors and interesting compositions but I don't necessarily know what makes a good composition and all that. So this will help. The teacher is... well, he's an art teacher. That right there should tell volumes. His name is Angel and he has VERY long hair braided into a single pony tail that goes past his ass. He has a goatee as well. His looks plus his mannerisms remind me of an overweight Howie Mandell. His nickname: Overweight Howie Mandell... yeah, not very imaginative, I know.
Morals and Ethics (real title): This is another philosophy class (I've taken one each semester for the past two semesters)! I'm actually enjoying philosophy even though it's hardly more than mental masturbation. It's also a bit of a tease because you never quite reach a revelation but you feel like you're so close. Ahh, the ever elusive mindgasm. Anyway, right now we're doing that whole "is there truly such a thing as a selfless act" business. The idea that every action done by a person is done because it benefits that person in some way, no matter how small. The teacher is somewhat monotone and that can be a drag. I didn't have a nickname for him til last Wednesday though, and it's not really my nickname. I was talking to this one girl and she said "you know, he kind of looks like the guy in the Big Lebowski if he were a professor." I agreed. His nickname: Prof. Dude.
American Literature (also real title): What can I really say about this class? The course title is pretty self explanatory. We're learning about American Literature. We started off with Walt Whitman then onto Emily Dickinson and I don't know who we're doing next. Lots of essays in this class, unfortunately... about one a week and sometimes we have some impromptu ones in class. The teacher is a tiny little woman who must drink at least ten cups of coffee every morning. It's a bit hard to describe her but "super hyper" and "bat-shit crazy" would definitely be a good start. So there's this super hyper tiny squirrely little woman flying around the class waving her arms and jumping up and down whenever someone has some insight into a poem/story... bizarre. She reminds me of a mouse with ADD. Yep, that's probably the best way to describe her. Her nickname: Manic Mouse.
Creative Writing (not real title. Actual name is "Advanced Robotics for the Disaffected Youth of Zimbabwe Who Wish to Live in a World Free of the White Man"): Again, pretty self explanatory. We haven't actually done much writing though! Mostly just prep exercises to get our minds in a "creative mood." One thing we did was some rorschach tests. I don't know if he wants to get a psychological profile on all of us or have us write. Anyway, I saw penises in every picture... I don't think that really means anything, though. Oh, I also saw a cute kitten in one of them. It had a very large penis... with claws... yeah... when the teacher asked me what I saw I just said "happy things" every time. He seemed pleased by that. The teacher is a jolly man, probably ten years my senior. He speaks with much enthusiasm and could probably make a goth kid become interested in rainbows. Even though the class is near four hours long, he makes it go by rather fast. So him in a nutshell: tries to psychologically profile everyone, great speaker, jolly man. And thus his nickname: Hitler (ok I haven't come up with a nickname for him, give me another week).
That's it for now.
DANCREST OUT!
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