Another Manic Monday

That sure wins the Original Title Award...

Well, Monday is not my favorite day of the week, but hey, it sure beats Wednesday, when mid-week-fatigue sets in.

I woke up with a sore throat. Mom had me gargle saltwater and a mix of ginger and tea-tree oils, rubbed lots of other essential oils into my skin, and even made me take an ibuprofen (I despise taking any kind of pharmaceuticals unless absolutely necessary). And yet my throat still hurts. What is the point of a sore throat? All it ever does is hurt, hurt, hurt. I felt lousy, but not too lousy to go to work and school.

Today was a good day at work. I work in the Learning Assistance Center in RCC as an English tutor, though I'm still in training. I got in an hour of training. Since she is trying to verify the records and expenses for when the auditors come, this made Ms. Martin, my supervisor, very happy.

School was the usual rise and fall. Wonderful English class, okay math class, terrible U.S. history class, okay art class. We went to see the student exhibition in the WSC, which was awesome, of course. (I had a few drawings in it.) The only bad part is that we had to vote for our favorite 2-d and 3-d pieces. There were so many fantastic pieces, I couldn't decide. I can't remember what I picked for 2-d, but for 3-d, I eventually settled on a wire sculpture of a mother goose and a gosling. It was so graceful, and yet the wires added energy. Almost reminded me of something by Giacometti. I wasn't the only one with several favorites. Virginia (a friend in my drawing class who has her head on straight) said, "I just picked one. I couldn't decide, so I just picked one at random." That's close to what I did, but I was also remembering that Mr. Drake said that the winning piece would be printed on the RCC postcards.

Now I'm at home with a ton of math and English homework that I really should be doing. Also, I should look at the review guide for history. Swimming class tomorrow, ugh.

Good news -- I asked Mr. Drake, and he said that in order to pass Drawing II, I had to have three finished, show quality series of drawings. And I do! So art will be easier from here on out, I guess. He said I could submit my current drawing for extra credit.

After this semester, I think I'm going to be finished with art -- at least in classes, I'll still draw independently. Taking these art courses has been an absolutely wonderful and memorable experience, and it's given me a bigger appreciation for the visual arts than I ever had. But art is not my desired profession. I love art and I make art, but I'm not a devoted artist, and I need to stop pretending that I am.

Of course, I will still hang out in the studio. It's my favorite place at RCC. And who knows, maybe next semester I'll get to hang out with Helen again. Helen's an art major that I became friends with last semester, but since our schedules were different this semester, we don't get to talk very often. I think she has a Live Journal; maybe I'll ask if we can share our journals.

I was reading Lisbeth's Congstation. She's reading "Angels Fall" by Nora Roberts, I think it is, and her description of the movie sounded quite intriguing. I wonder if I can find a copy of it?

Oh, dear, I just remembered I still have challenges at FM to finish. 4000 words on Paramnesia, at least 30 haiku or tanka -- yikes!

Not to mention a math worksheet, two math lessons, an APA assignment, three poems to read, and two papers to write. YIKES!

Get to work, Shelley!