Thursday, October 02, 2003
Art History is going to be the dreaded class this term. I am really not interested in prehistoric art, especially taught from the voice of a professor who never cracks a smile or changes her voice inflection. Very boring. Ever watched the clock tick? I do in this class. The minutes go by so slowly I swear the clock must be broken. We listen to her drone on and on about art hisory, and if we're lucky, she'll put a slide on the wall (cave art), and we'll look at it while she continues to drone on and on about the theories of why these primative humans would have created art. Do I CARE? No! I am definitely not EVER EVER EVER going to be an art historian.

Now, ask me why Kate Chopin chose to write "The Story of an Hour" in 1894, and I can give you a lot of information, and I'd also be interested to hear what you have to say. But, ask me why ancient man created art-I don't care, and I don't know if I ever will. Yes, they are pretty to look at, but I don't know or care if the etchings are "Hunting Magic" or "Art for Art's Sake." Please let this be finals week! I don't want to sit for four hours a week!

Get this-I have to write a 1500 word paper on ONE PIECE OF ART! I have to talk about the shapes, what the image is saying, the scemata of the work. I can write papers on literature, but I will dread and hate every minute of writing a paper about one work of art. What will I say? What will I do? :(

My other three classes are very enjoyable. There is always that "one" class, if you will, that becomes the thorn in the student's side. C'est la vie.

Tonight, I am going to a free movie at Lloyd Cinemas for donating 3 cans of food. I am going with Sharla.

Later, I will drive to Edgefield with Susan (Landon's mom) to hear Landon play in the wine bar. A glass of wine is just what I need today (actually every day-ha!)

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