Today was an interesting day. It was quite neat in some ways.
I got up and showered. That’s not anything really special, but the fact that I’m showering regularly now is a good thing. The depression I was in after the hand surgery is pretty much in abayance, at least for now. Bran was awake already when I got up. After my shower, he served me a couple of fried eggs and toast. It was quite yummy and I enjoyed it trememdously.
On my ride to school I got rained on. This wouldn’t have been a worry had I been prepared for it. However, I was wearing shorts and no rain gear. My laptop was protected within my back pack, but that was the closest to rain ready that I was. Luckily for me, the rain was sort of a heavy sprinkle, rather than an actual downpour. So not only did I not get soaked, but I avoided that nasty streak up my butt. Yay! By the time I was settled in for class and cooling down, it had stopped raining.
I spent lunch in the GLBTA centre. Today I had an education from one of the gents who drops in daily for his lunch (he works for the student council). I learned about how “Queer” is a label that is inclusive lable. It all started out when I was reading an article and it had a few initials that I was totally clueless about. So, part of the initials were eays, Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender. However there were more TIQQ. That is “Two Spirit” which is applicable to someone of Native/First Nations ancestry. I can’t remember what the “I” was, but one Q is “Questionng” and the last is “Queer.” In the end we sort of came to the conclusion that it was not only about being able to include as many self-identification labels as possible and the other part was confusing as many people as possible.
After lunch it was off to the deviance class. We got to see part of a really cool video about male violence called “Tough Guise.” It’s really neat. The sociologist who authored the theories that are used within the movie talked about how the image of masculinity has gotten more and more violent over the years and how great a disservice society is doing to men by creating such violent examples for male children growing up. It really is a great video and should be watched by men and boys everywhere. He spoke of how much violence is inflicted by men onto other people and how nearly 75% of violence that men commit isn’t on women, but on other men. This would mean that men would or should have a vested interest in creating a ideal that would be a little less violent, if only out of self-preservation. It’s really a good video if you ever get a chance to see it.
After that it was time for a short discussion and then we all scarpered. The reason? We had a substitute prof. Our regular prof had to be away for training for her work. We also don’t have a class tomorrow because she’s having some sort of issue with cancer (her words) and tomorrow is being reserved for “procedures.” I wish her much luck with them. She’s awefully young.
My first class was really quite interesting, as it usually is. This time we learned that our prof wouldn’t have time to correct our papers over the weekend. This came up because she asked how people were getting along with their papers and there was many of those “looks” that student get when it’s a hard slog. So, being me, I suggested that perhaps changing the due date to Monday would help us out and leave her weekend free of any feeling of obligation. Of course I broached it in terms of her convenience. She saw through that, but the rest of the class thought my idea was brilliant. I’m good that way. So that’s the way things are now with the class. So, now I have a critique and a reaction paper due on Monday, I also write a final that day and have one the next. This term is just nuts. Three weeks is way too short a time to have to even pretend to cover a class that normally takes 3 months in regular term. But we’re doing it.
Tomorrow student loan is paid out again. So rent gets paid, and I pick up my reading package for the next quarter. I’m a bit torn about whether I want to come straight home or else wait around until 11 and pick up a pita and then come home. I’ll probably just come home. It saves money and allows me the luxury of getting in a nap before I have to stick my face in a text or try and figure out what sociological theory is being talked about for the papers.
I napped today. I wasn’t feeling enormously tired, but I knew then, and still know now, that I have a metric tonne of reading to get done and I have to get at goodly portion of it done now so that I can concentrate on making notes and doing up a chart of the theories, their theorists, the alterations to those theories, who altered them and what the basic premises of the theories are. I think that if I do a chart for each class I should be able to keep them separate. It’s not that they cover different theories or theorists, but the detail and focus of each class is slightly different. I want to do really well on both my finals.
On that note, I need to go and read other people (just to finish my nap break and procrastinate that little bit more) and then get on with the process of cramming information into the “leetle grey cells” as Hercule Poirot called them.