Sorry, but I haven't yet shared the information about myself that would typically display here. Check back later to see if that changes, or if I instead choose to remain an enigma.
So I'm finally leaving today for Thanksgiving Break, which technically starts on Wednesday but because I don't have any classes on Tuesdays I can leave today. This is great for me because I've been needing a break for a while now with all this school crap.
To actually be looking forward to break to actually use it as a break instead of a few extra free days to catch up on work is great. Of course, that doesn't mean I don't have anything to do at all. Quite the contrary. I need to write my last paper of the semester over this time period or else I'll be seriously stressed during the last week of classes, which, a bit worryingly, happens during the week right after Thanksgiving.
So I registered for classes today... but three of the classes I had originally wanted to take were already filled. I managed to get one of these back by using a time slot that I had previously intended for a different class. But this obviously required me to sacrifice the other (and far more interesting) class for it... so it's still like I gave up 3 classes.
Anyway, I'm going to go through next semester's schedule in more detail to illustrate what I'd wanted.
HIST 299: Global Issues: Historical Perspectives
Tu/Th: 11:30 - 12:45
A dead body. On campus. In front a glass building where everyone can see it.
I fortunately didn't see it. But I heard about it.
I heard it was bloated and probably decomposed beyond reasonable identification. But I also heard it was "white as a sheet" and "creepy", so obviously it probably wasn't completely decomposed as to tell that it wasn't reasonably human.
I heard it was recognizable enough to determine that it was an older male, so not likely a student, which is a small relief as 3 students have died this year.
Rumors abound. Some people speculate murder, which seems likely as witnesses claim the man had been tied up when pulled out of the water. They also say he had a gash in his head.
This will likely be hte second-largest cache of photos I put in a blog post regarding my trip abroad. I've decided to alternate between day and night photos of the city in which I stayed for aesthetic appeal. I think I took some really good ones.
GREEN DAY IS TWO BANDS
I suppose this would be the part where I'd cut off my ears or jump for joy or some other such extreme emotional expression if I weren't so indifferent on the matter.
My views on Green Day: I like some songs. Others are blech. Most are OK. But honestly, I really don't care.
Taoism: Shit happens
Confucianism: Confucius say: Shit happens
Buddhism: If shit happens, it isn't really shit
Zen: What is the sound of shit happening?
Hinduism: This shit happened before
Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah
Protestant: Let shit happen to someone else
Catholic: If shit happens, you deserve it
Judaism: Why does shit always happen to us?
Atheist: Shit happens for no apparent reason
Agnostic: Farts happen
Jehovah's Witnesses: Let us i and we'll tell you why shit happens
Hare Krishna: Shit happens shit happens shithappens shit shit happens happens shitshitshit happenshappenshappens
Pagan: Shit is a part of the goddes, too
So today I went to the Field Museum here in Chicago because of the totally awesome pirates exhibit they have there until the 25th. I went with a large group from the pirates-related history class I'm taking since the trip was meant to serve as an extra credit opportunity.
The exhibit itself was really neat. It reflected a lot of what we had been learning in class, especially since the main historical consultant who helped the museum put it together had written a book about the subject that we have to read for the class. His name's Marcus Rediker and the book is Villains of All Nations if anyone's interested.