It turns out that I'm relatively decent at it, at least as far as mixing colors and working with lines/textures/shadows/feeling out an object go. It's been good to go and just sit for a few hours and listen to some really good music and just focus on something constructive and ...nonverbal, nonsymbolic...for awhile.
This afternoon I went and talked to my advisor for International Relations and got really, really, talked down to. She kept on making snippy remarks like "Oh, of course you don't know XYZ professor or ABC student" or "But then, you'd not do that" or when the half hour was thankfully done, "You're finished here." She got me to drop the major and switch to a minor, which was probably a good thing. I also have to take more policy classes than I'd really like...bleh. I was just totally unprepared for it; I was expecting a nice, courteous, civil conversation like the ones I have with the ECE advisor. I'm not sure if I want to stick with the department at all - I could always just a bunch of history classes instead.
Bleh. I'm in a really strange mood. Maybe it's just the gloomy weather.
Your Eyes Should Be Brown |
 Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart |
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