Rat Escape!

Apparently I’m supposed to blog about how great this class is, so here we are. At least it’s only 500 words so we don’t have to suffer all that much. I’d like to think that the fact that I took this class again speaks for itself, but my other options weren’t all that great to be honest. I mean, my other choice was Design 2, and having never taken Design 1, that wasn’t ever really an option to begin with. And I hate yoga, but I’m taking that again. But that’s only because the other choice was the Latin elective and I knew that yoga would probably require less effort.

I have to say that at the beginning of the year I was hesitant to take this class. It fit in my schedule, so I figured why the heck not, but I also had no idea what I was getting into. It ended up being the only class I actually enjoyed. I knew what I would be doing in every class, and the blogging actually turned out to be pretty fun. It was the one class I knew I didn’t have to worry about, and that was invaluable in a time when I was extremely stressed about college and stuff. Now that I’ve all but finished my applications, I took the class again so I could actually enjoy the assignments rather than just get them done. Workshops aren’t that bad either. Personally, I volunteered to have a piece of mine work shopped, and I found the experience to be immensely beneficial. The feedback I got from the work shop was helpful, but so were the individual edits on personal copies. It also helped that I knew I was going to be work shopped. It sounds terrifying, but it doesn’t suck as much as you may expect.

I have to say though, whatever you do, don’t be like Austin Drake. Love him to death, but he did not like writing. Every week he struggled to get things in on time, and he fell very behind on blogs. He wrote some really weird ones though. One was on Fetal Cannibalism.

That’s one of my favorite parts of this class. You can write a blog about whatever you want. Most of the time. Sometimes there are required dudes like this one, but I’m done with that now so I’ll be moving on to an unrelated topic.

I made a cake for Spanish class but only about a third of it was eaten so that’s sad. I can’t eat it because it contains gluten and tragically I can’t eat gluten because it makes me sad. I would offer it to the people in this class, but I know some of them have allergies and I don’t want them to die, so I won’t. If anyone reads this and decides they want some cake they can go for it. It’s chocolate with cream cheese frosting and under the tinfoil there are knives. Go crazy.

Time for a nap I guess.