seriously.

I have no words for how little I enjoy my classes this quarter.

This excludes, for the most part, my poetry class, because I like the teacher. But I loathe the girl who sits in front and asks stupid questions and makes inane comments that are barely connected to the topic if they are connected at all. And her giggling! Every time she does that uheehuh I shudder. And she does it at the end of almost every sentence and just as often during her sentences. I could do without her.

I have skipped three of my fiction classes. In high school I skipped one class in the four years and when I did, I felt terrible. This is the distaste I have for it.

And the teacher's hair! is so bad!

The biology "textbook" does not answer any of the questions for the prelab. The video we watched in class, which was supposed to answer them as well, seemed to have been taped off the television and there were jumps in it, so the narrator would gear up for an answer and t--e'd have moved past it.

I mean, Heart is not listed in the index, but Covalent Bond is. Come on, people. Give me a break.

supping from the heady goblet of fame

Before I go any further, I must give you the sad news that Fiddy wasn't there.
It was only Jessica Biel, which I suppose was all right, I guess. She's shorter than you'd think, and it was a bit awkward meeting her without my pants on, as I spent the whole day in a hospital gown, but she's nice. I don't really have exciting stories about the filming, as the scenes shot were mainly dialogue and I mostly waited for my scene...Here're some highlights:

While waiting in the small chapel with my dad and two guys who were both sans-complete leg (one was right, below the knee, and the other left, above the knee) to get called for the background, we watched the scene through the blinds on window thinking no one could see us through the glare. When my dad had to walk across the sidewalk again and again and again he found that anyone could see through the window perfectly.

I will be in one scene for sure (without counting my head in the background). While Jessica Biel is being rolled through the hospital on a gurney-bed, when she comes out of her room I'm being pushed in a wheelchair away from the camera. When she is turned down a hallway and taken down it, I'm pushed past in the background.

I also read a quite a bit more of the excellent Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, which I cannot recommend highly enough.

That's about it, if you want particulars, feel free to ask.

mr cent, i presume?

For those of you who haven't heard, and as far as I know I have two readers (Hi!) and they both know, I am going to be in the Samuel L Jackson movie this Saturday. I play both "person walking by camera" and "misc patient" showing the wide range of emotion that I'm capable of. (If you'd prefer: ...the wide range of emotion of which I am capable.)
Alas, the Samuel L scenes were shot last week, and so he probably won't be there. But apparently 50 "Fiddy Cent" Cent commits suicide at the end of the movie and that's the scene I'll be in.
You read correctly. I'll be in a scene with Fiddy (as I call him, maybe it'll catch on).
That's just how I roll.

I will have my laptop with me in the Holding Room for DVD watching, but if there is internet access in the hospital I'll update the ol' blog as the day progresses. If there is no internet access, I'll be sure to post that evening. There might even be pictures!


Ps. Does anyone else find it funny that the Blogger Spellcheck says "blog" is not a word?

i CAN do the smurf, however

This evening, my AOL service was disconnected due to a Terms of Service violation (TOS). After contacting "Live Chat," and asking a series of increasingly probing questions, I found out that the TOS occoured while my brother was on, and also that he performed a "Board Disruption". So, of course, the following dialogue took place:

YOU: What does Board Disruption mean?
MEl Lei: Unfortunately I am not at liberty to answer that question for you.

Yeeeaaaahhhh.

It all got fixed in the end, and I got an "educational email" that was just a jumble of HTML code; so I still have no idea what a Board Disruption is or how to avoid one.

skool?!

I won't say that my classes are a ridiculous waste of time.
Let's just agree that 2/3 of them seem to be mostly a waste of time.

Biology=a joke? Intro to Fiction=dah?!

Granted, I haven't been to a lab yet, and I'm basing this off of the teachers themselves. But still.
The teacher in my Fiction class is patronizing.
The teacher in my Bio class is repetitive and repeats herself, often she says the same thing more than three times.

I might be wrong though.