I crack myself up

Looking back at old posts are always fun because you get to see what your younger and presumably dumber self was thinking.
I remember we had to write journals in middle school and man, the stupid shit that I wrote!!!! Uggggh it was so incredibly bad in terms of middle school emo-ness and just the prose, style...No fluidity, no word play, no silver-tongue orator skills..pah..

Anyways I was looking back on this blog and I saw my first BA post when I was really excited to go. I totally thought I was going to be a tanguera and find some hot porteno to dance with. And that there would just randomly be tango dancers dressed to the nines dancing in the streets....Ah ha ha ha!!
Like this:

In reality, it was like this:

I mean, Juan was a very nice and professional teacher and I had a lot of fun dancing with him and then being able to go out and dance with other ppl. Man, if I had started from young or something, I would be amazing. But who wouldn't. At least I know I have a standing invitation to go dance with Juan if I ever come back to querida Buenos Aires.

I crack my self up. Reality is always different from dreams. But I think my jokes are the best although not everyone thinks they're funny.

New Classes, Last Semester

So Its my last semester at Scripps. Scary. Anyways I have this one class, called Anarchist History and Thought that is taught at Pitzer. I originally thought, of this will be kinda easy, we'll just have fun reading and learning about different anarchists. Kinda like my china class, which I enjoyed. But man does this professor not play around.

I read the syllabus and she says that "Accordingly, in this course, evaluation will not result in a grade. As elaborated upon below, all students enrolled in the course and complete the work assigned will receive an "A" on their transcript. In this course, evaluation will be solely for the purpose of edification, and will be reserved strictly for participating members of the course collective"

Oooh collective. joking aside, I had always thought I was an advocate for classes without arbitrary grading systems that don't really measure intelligence per say, but your intelligence in beating the education system. This is not to say that my views have changed since reading Summerhill, but they are about to be tested? Either way, it will be an interesting class for sure.

A friend of mine who took it last semester says its a lot of reading, work, and that she had to argue for her grade, and some other ppl in the class argued for her too, but she didn't fail the class, it was just an alternate experience that she had had before.

Speaking of failing, I haven't talked to neither of my thesis advisors since the beginning of winter break. Avoidance much?