Wednesday, June 24, 2009

You were out there on the road.

My schedule has changed again. Apparently the School of Music won't be offering some of the courses I require for my minor for several years, so I have to change my minor to straight up Folklore. Therefore, here is my new and improved Fall 2009 Schedule 2.0!

MW:
Education 2040 - Basic Interpersonal Communication - 12:00-12:50
Folklore 3360 - Sex, Folklore and Power - 2:00-2:50
English 3350 - Theatre - 7:00-9:30

TR:
English 3156 - Modern Canadian Drama - 10:30-11:45
Folklore 2100 - Folk Research Methods - 2:00-3:15

F:
Education 2040 - Basic Interpersonal Communication - 12:00-12:50
Folklore 3360 - Sex, Folklore and Power - 2:00-2:50

Naaaa bad.

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I've been painting a bedsheet with big, bold black flowers with alternating blue, pink and yellow centres for the past two weeks or so, and it's finnally finished! I'm going to sew it to my old duvet and use it as my bedspread next year. I am going to have the most rocking room ever.

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I'm currently reading The Da Vinci Code, and I love it. The book has been sitting on my shelf since I was 15, and I never got around to reading it. I think I was too young when I received it to fully understand the symbolism and everything. It's pretty nifty.

-HKing

Monday, June 15, 2009

Schedule: skej-oo-ul / shed-yool...either way, it's confusing

Greetings!
I became aware this afternoon that it was possible for me to begin sorting out a schedule for the Fall term of 2009. Now, this poses a little bit of difficulty. You see, in order to complete my entire degree within the next two years, I must complete courses which have not been offered in the past four years, and in all probability will not be offered in the next two years. Thus, I will probably not be able to graduate with my chosen major, concentration and minor combination.
However, I have formulated this schedule:
--Monday and Wednesday --
12:00-12:50 - Music 2012 - Understanding Classical Music (Through Guided Listening)
2:00-2:50 - Folklore 3360 - Sex, Folklore and Power (Homosexuality and Folklore)
7:00-9:30 - English 3350 - Theatre (Practical)

--Tuesday and Thursday--
10:30-11:45 - English 3156 - Modern Canadian Drama
2:00-3:15 - Folklore 2100 - Folklore Research Methods I

--Friday--
12:00-12:50 - Music 2012 - Understanding Classical Music (Through Guided Listening)
2:00-2:50 - Folklore 3360 - Sex, Folklore and Power (Homosexuality and Folklore)

Now, that looks fine and dandy. However, consider this: of those five courses, only 3156, 3350 and 2012 are required for my degree, 3156 is taught a vulture disguised as a professor, and 2012 is a back up because the second option, 20th Century Musicals, has not been offered in five years and I refuse to wait for it to be offered for me.

However, I am not entirely dissatisfied with my course offerings. I have chosen the Folklore courses because I am genuinely interested in them. The professor who will be teaching 3360 (Homosexuality and Folklore) is, in fact, a homosexual (which is actually surprising, considering the sheer number of professors who teach about gay culture yet are, indeed, straight) and quite possibly the second greatest professor to ever live; he is running a very tight race with Christopher Lockett, my 1101 English professor in my first year. As well, Folklore 2100 (Folk Research Methods) should be a breeze of a course, considering that on my final research papers for my previous Folklore courses have all earned me high A's, and thus I should do fairly well in said course.

Now I just need for the rest of my terms here to work out.

-HKing

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Raining meatballs

Good day!
In exciting news: I WORKED last night! It was a short but stressful evening of preparing and serving hors d'oeuvres at a local charity auction, and I now have money. I arrived at the venue at 4:30, which is when I was asked to arrive. Shortly thereafter, my co-workers Sam and Chris arrived, but there was no sign of our boss, Viola. It wasn't until around 5:00 that she showed up, lugging with her various steamer trays and boxes of ingredients. As the hors d'oeuvres were scheduled to be served at 6:00, preparing all of the food had to be completed ridiculously quickly. We had mini fishcakes, meatballs, two types of wraps, three or four tart+filling combinations, and more crackers than is nearly humanly fathomable. However, we managed to get it all finished and served in time, which was quite impressive.

When I returned home, I realized that I am a master packer while I was cleaning out my purse. Everything has it's own place, and everything is neatly folded and organized so as to optimize the efficiency of said purse. I feel that I deserve a show on TLC, but since I have no cake making talents, do not have eighteen kids, do not sell wedding dresses, and am of average height, I am sad to say that I am not eligible for such a position.

-HKing

Friday, June 12, 2009

Facebook, Frosh, Futons.

Good day, blogging world!
I awoke this morning to rain hitting my window, and my thermometer reading slightly less than eight degrees. Now, I will remind everybody that today is, in fact, the twelfth of June; it should be much warmer than eight degrees. Due to this dismal weather, I am forced to spend the majority of my time indoors on what could be a lovely day if Mother Nature wasn't such a bitch.

After complaining about the appalling weather (to nobody at all, as both my parents had already left for work) I sauntered downstairs to my computer, logged on to Facebook, and noticed that several first years had joined the "Curtis House 2009-2010" group. This, sadly, excited me to a greater extent than it certainly should have. I quickly found each person within the group’s manifest who had recently joined, added them to my friend list, and sent them a brief message, welcoming them to the house and informing them that I am ready and willing to help them in any way, shape or form should they require the assistance of a resident more senior to them.

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On a slightly related note, I am in the process of planning the design of my bedroom next year. Once again, I am pitiable as I feel the need to organize and prepare for a bedroom design nearly three months before said bedroom will, in fact, become my own, with which to do as I please; I explain myself by using the excuse that I do not yet have a full time job and have far too much time on my hands, and must fill it with something I enjoy.
I am currently on the look out for a futon, of sorts. Many of my close friends will not be returning to Curtis, and I feel that, if it is asked of me, I should have a place more comfortable than a residence sofa for them to sleep on.

As I warned in my first posting, there will be various postings of things I feel are necessary for living in a dorm, things I’m personally bringing in, etc. Hopefully it will show up in some searches someone out there makes and helps them out. In fact, I will probably make a second post today of such items.

-HKing

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Day one, of many

I have been inspired to begin blogging by the severe lack of entertainment in my life. I suppose that's the problem with living in a small bay community in Newfoundland; I'm surrounded by people I don't like and stores selling shit I don't need. I am, however, on my way towards becoming a licensed driver, which should give me some sort of independence in the world, rather than having to rely on my mother and/or father to decide whether I am available for real human contact once in a while.

Hilarious, that I would choose to write a blog when what I truly yearn for is human contact.

To begin, a short introduction into my world.
I am an pretentious English fuck (herein, PEF)...meaning that I am an English major. However, to slightly offset the social stigma which is attached to such a degree title, I am concentrating in Drama, thus making me a PEF with impeccable enunciation. I am also minoring in music and culture, making me the biggest arts slut this side of Andy Warhol.
I believe that colour should always be spelled with a U, Ugg boots should be outlawed, and the thing that bars off your frets on a guitar that isn't your finger is pronounced CAP-oh, not CAY-po.
I am an interior designer at heart, which means that you, as a reader, will probably be subject to postings of various furnishings, colour schemes and the like in photograph form further along in my blogging 'career'; Please note that I only use that word for lack of a better term at the moment.

For now, I will leave you with this information. I shall return at a later time to burn your retinas with my postings.

-HKing