|LOL sketches. . .|
Today, I got to class on time. Crazy, right? Woke up at 7 AM, an hour and a half before my alarm was scheduled to go off. Read the stories I was supposed to for class, bided my time until 8:30 and went down to breakfast (I stopped by Doris's room, but she told me to go without her, she hadn't woken up until I knocked on her door). For some strange reason, the entire day I wasn't feeling particularly hungry. Ate breakfast with Kevin, which was composed of a cup of soymilk and a piece of bread. The morning session of class was composed of reading two of the four short stories that had been submitted for the day. Fascinating, huh.
We analyzed, criticized, and reconstructed the stories, and soon it was lunch time. I was offered a seat by Angelica, but chose to sit in the sunshine of such a nice day with Ryan, Kevin, and Mauricio. As it neared 1 PM, we all headed to class (in the same direction), and split our ways:
|On trying to find a kitchen, a top.|
Headed back to the dorms, was offered to go to the gym with Jessica and some others but opted for the library to try and finish my story. It's pretty much complete except for transitions. I have no idea how to piece the story together. Sigh.
Following the library was dinner, again with Kevin and Mauricio and another collegiate writing student named Tim. Pizzzzaaaa. And peanut butter. Though I never get soda I just want to remark that this day two of the soda machines were out of order and they brought in canned soda. I have not tasted a sip of soda since I've come here I think. Woot. Hashtag healthy.
We all headed to the study hall (AS USUAL IF YOU
HAVEN"T NOTICED BY NOW) and worked on discovering the true meaning of the time past and
|My drawings vs Kevin's.|
Oh, I should mention I proofread Alice's blog, the highlight of my day, because she is just so fabulous.