Dear Diary 10/27: Monday, Monday

Okay so I haven't written in awhile because things just keep piling up. I don't even want to look at my apartment - moving sucks in general, but moving really sucks when you work 2 jobs and are taking 6 classes. BLAH!! Ok, moving on. I haven't been cooking because well I just don't have time. I'm back to my one meal a day routine and seeing as how I'm not home for that meal its a little too much work for me to plan ahead and make something. This morning Lynds and I had a mega yummy breakfast at Genies. I think its safe to say that they blow for the weekend breakfast but bring it so hard during the week. We love, love, love the huevos rancheros, and the cute(ish) boy who serves them to us. We both have called dibs on him but he can have us both -word. Since then I've been at school, and I will continue to be at school for another hour... lame. I'm in this class right now thats fucking 4 hours of graphic design history. Could be awesome except the teacher is just weird. I haven't quite figured out what his deal is, and he just RAMBLES on and on and it seems like he has no clue what is going on or how to properly articulate what he wants. On top of that, every class, every single person does a 5-10 minute presentation on an idea or something that was covered in the chapters that we had to read... ok so literally the topic I chose was presented 6 times... THE SAME SHIT, 6 TIMES!! Are you freaking kidding me, please really tell me how that is worth me paying 1000+ dollars for this class to hear about the ars moriendi six times. OH and don't even get me started on the fucking kids in this class. So its one of those classes that you can take at any time during your stay here at Ai, so we have the typical variance in demographic. HOWEVER this class seems to be filled with freshman try hard bitches... maybe my disdain for them comes from the fact that at one point I was one of them, and it irritates me. I can't believe I looked that stupid then! God the way they present
the woodcut block books go a little something like this... (and I'm not kidding)

Hi guys (wave) I'm Megan
and I'm going to talk about the ars mo-mor- ers moooryend-I. Haha I totally don't know how to say that but I guess it means like the art of dead people
Anyways this was like a way for the churches and people to learn about how to get to heaven because they are good.. because they are well. (Smiles at the fact that she thinks she just corrected herself before anyone could say anything) So yeah like these books were there so people wouldn't be scared to die ya know because the like the plague was happening and there was a lot of people dying. Oh and I don't know about you guys but I think the pictures are really, really scary, I mean I'm sorry but these would not make me feel better about dying. Oh and also umm they had pictures of demons on some but in everyone there was a man dying and yeah they were based on these other long manuscripts but I couldn't find the author of those!
THe end.. (shoulders shrug with delight)

Alright I know that I'm probably being harsh, but seriously I had to sit through this shit 5 different times. By the time I got to go (how lucky was I that I had the same topic) I still had real facts to cover because all 5 of the little bitches before me said the same shit... why ... because they are all friends and they worked on it together! OH MY GOD HOW SWEET! Seriously, after 5 presentations you would think that they would have covered the fact that this block book was oh i don't know considered one of the first forms of printed propaganda ... or how about how it was one of the first books to have free formed typography ... SERIOUSLY. OR Even better how about that the name does not fucking me the art of dead people but rather the ART OF DYING!! UGHHHHHHHH!!
I FUCKING HATE THIS CLASS -