The campaign continues. Harold, we know you are out there......
Here is a quick (and I use that term loosely) run down of how my classes went yesterday:
Before class: Went to the library and printed off Wikipedia reports on 18th century artists, i.e. Sir Joshua Reynolds, Thomas Gainsborough and Jacques Louis David. Since my history prof hinted at a quiz that would involve identifying pieces of their art I had everything printed in color so that I could study the art, at .35/page I was bugged.
1. Native American Lit: Only one guy read more than chapter 1 of the new book so the discussion was seriously, seriously lame. It was so quiet in there. I was embarassed for us all but since I hadn't read more than the firt chapter either I had no room to judge.
2. Biology: More student presentations. We have to write down the names of the students presenting and their topic and turn it in at the end for 10 points. I spent the entire time reading my wikipedia print offs for history.
Lunch: I had brought tuna, crackers and an apple from home. It was seriously cold and rainy outside but I stayed outside to eat in an effort to spare others the tuna smell. But alas, I didn't have any gum for afterwards so I hope the apple took my tuna breath away. Also, I wanted a chocolate milk. The machine didn't have any so I ended up buying what is called "Cookies and Creme" milk. I figured it was just a slightly different flavor from original chocolate milk. I took one swig and the thickness and sweetness overwhelmed me. I looked at the ingredients. Whole milk. Yikes! Plus the entire bottle was 500 calories. WHAT? I thought I was doing myself a favor by not buying a candy bar. I took two more small drinks, couldn't get past the sickeningly sweetness of it and chucked the rest.
3. History: Darn that guy, no quiz. I was seriously trying to memorize works of art and their political significance. My brain doesn't latch on to this stuff quite as quickly so it was a real effort for me. Darn him. He is such a tease that guy. I am starting to get annoyed.
4. Short story: We discussed more Leslie Norris stories and I literally almost cried in class. One of his stories is called, Shaving. Apparently a lot of people read it in high school as it is highly anthologized into high school texts. I never read it before but it was a very touching, intimate story of a son who shaves his father who is dying of cancer. Also, the teacher handed back the quick from last week that I missed. I talked to him after about my concern that 1. My first quiz grade was AWFUL, and 2. I never took the second quiz. He assured me that he grades on improvement so the good news is.......there is no where to go but up!
After school: I ran some errands, bought Cocoa Pebbles at $1 per box, 8 of them, for Harold. Plus a bunch of Pop Tarts too. I had gone to the store the other day and they were having a deal. I purposely didn't buy the pop tarts because even though I don't really like them, if they are in the house I eat them. But Harold complained so off I went. A lady in my ward saw my cart and asked if my Cocoa Pebbles were Weight Watcher friendly. Of course I blamed it all on Harold, what else could I do? Tell her that I had already bought Honeycomb on Saturday and that I had planned on eating it all myself? Of course not. But seriously, I do prefer Honeycomb, but I won't be eating it. I try not to eat cold cereal because for me it is more of a treat/dessert than a meal.
FHE: Mackson gave a lesson on the Word of Wisdom to pass off an assignment in his Faith in God book. Together Mackson and I pointed out that Harold's love of Shells and White Cheddar is probably not a good thing. It was funny, watching Harold's face as I was dissing his favorite food. Of course Harold is WAY too nice to point out that I was 1. Drinking a soda, it was diet, but still, and 2. That I was also downing chocolate chip cookies. The funniest part of his Shells and White Cheddar is that it reminds me of that song, Knights in White Satin. Does anyone know the tune? If so, sing Shells and White Cheddar to it, it fits.