hmm

I think I'm going on a hiatus.


That is all.

New Schedules

Making a schedule for the next semester is always exciting and frustrating. Being a sophomore, our level of priority is really low, especially when we're ready to take junior level classes. As the days passed by, I watched in horror whilst all the classes I wanted to take filled up.

Two things I consider when I decide if I want to take a professor or not.

1. Is the professor funny? If he or she can teach in a funny or charismatic way, I will be able pay attention with ease.
2. Is she hot? My friend made a good point, even if the class is boring I can still manage to pay attention if the professor is appealing to the eyes.

And rarely do I ever take the arrogant professors. Arrogant professors aren't bad either, because they are arrogant because they know what they're talking about. They are usually grumpy because the students are disrespectful.

Anyway, I didn't want a "herd" in my classes. What the heck do I mean by a herd? I don't want to have all the people that I know in all of my classes. It feels like we're just traveling like a herd from class to class if that happens.

Modern "Art"

Modern art is all about abstractions. Picasso and his odd paintings come to mind. Take a look at this:



What the heck is this? This my friend, is the piece known as "Fountain" by Marcel Duchamp. It is voted in December 2004 to be the most influential artwork in the 20th century. If you look closely, turn the image 90 degrees, you might notice it is a urinal. That's right ladies and gents, behold modern art, a time when people can consider anything to be art.

Modern art is such a radical style it makes me sick. The most abstract and distorted pictures can be deemed art. I don't think it takes any skill either, I'll bet my five year old cousin can randomly put together and call it "art."

Wiki Entry

taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikimaungahoronukupokaiwhenuakit anatahu

Taumata­whakatangihanga­koauau­o­tamatea­turi­pukakapiki­maunga­horo­nuku­pokai­whenua­kitanatahu is the Māori name for a hill, 305 metres (1,000 ft) high, close to Porangahau, south of Waipukurau in southern Hawke's Bay, New Zealand. The name on the sign that marks this hill is "Taumata­whakatangihanga­koauau­o­tamatea­turi­pukakapiki­maunga­horo­nuku­pokai­whenua­kitanatahu", which translates roughly as The summit where Tamatea, the man with the big knees, the climber of mountains, the land-swallower who travelled about, played his nose flute to his loved one. At 85 letters, it has been listed in the Guinness World Records as one of the longest place names in the world.

Crazy New Zealanders,who the bloody hell would be able to pronounce such a crazy word?

WIKI ENTRY

EDIT - when you google it, you have to google Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateapokaiwhenuakitanatahu in order to get a result.

Voting for the first time

Today I went to vote for the very first time. I wasn't aware it was election day until my Law professor reminded the class. Apparently the mayor, Mike Bloomberg, is running for the third consecutive term for office. The rule is that mayors can only run for a maximum of two years. I guess since he did such an outstanding job they thought it was okay to let him keep going. The place where I voted were full of little old ladies. It isn't even an important election day so not a lot of people went to vote.

There are generally two types of voters. One, the type that votes for their party affiliation and the other type are old people. Since I was ignorant and didn't know anything about politics, I simply voted for the mayor. The American voting system is such a funny system. A huge majority of the voters have no idea where the politicians stand and vote blindly. Sadly to say, I'm one of them. Is this really what the founding fathers fought for?

Also, to my surprise, Bloomberg did not win by a landslide, but only by a couple thousand votes. The guy doesn't even make a salary for his position. In fact his annual salary is $1.

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I absolutely hate my art history honors class. Although it is quite informative and I do learn some stuff from that class that broadens my universal knowledge, I find the exams quite bothersome. What it comes down to is hardcore memorization. We are to memorize about 35 different works of art (paintings, buildings, etc), including their titles, artists, date of creation, location, historical content and style. The exam is simply to throw back at the professor what she told us in class (and what we have read). I find that quite meaningless because after the exam all that crammed information will eventually dissipate.

Update

Relationships are such a mess. I don't know why but I can't behave like I normally do, maybe because I've pretended so much that I've lost a part of who I really am. School is easy enough but my social skills are lacking.

This is how I feel about my relationship with others (right now):



A good word to describe it: Disconnected.