School Tomorrow...
Jul. 1st, 2004 12:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
songofjoy02I went and bought ten dollars worth of paper and folders for school this afternoon. I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. I don't care for math (although Finite Mathematics doesn't look like it should be more difficult than College Algebra...just the same formulas applied to real life). And the literature is going to be...well, I don't know what it's going to be. I can't find out anything about either teacher, so I'm in the dark on how much work they'll assign us. I'm fairly certain, however, that it won't be overwhelming because then their grading would overwhelm them, and they sure wouldn't want that to happen any more than it already will.
So instead of sleeping and already having lunch packed, I'm fooling around on Google, trying to help my brother find out more about a possible trumpet teacher. Because the guy's a graduate student (as in he already has a Master's in Music), Levi is concerned that the charges are going to be MUCH higher than what they paid their undergraduate-student teacher (considering that the latter didn't charge a whole lot, that really wouldn't be surprising). They would be content to stop lessons for now, if necessary, although of course I think it would be great if they continued. The name of the guy who could end up teaching them is going to be interesting to make sure they pronounce correctly: Mr. Althouse. Let's hope against hope that it's supposed to be something that doesn't rhyme with outhouse. Although...there's some faculty member at the community college who actually does have the last name Outhouse. Can you imagine the origin of such a name? I'm not sure I even want to guess...
So it's kinda hot, but not as hot as it's going to be. And to imagine that I need to prepare to acclimate to Hawaii.=\ The humidity may be high here, but we've always got the relief of air conditioning...not just in the grocery stores, but in our houses, in our churches, and in our cars. I almost never have to be hot for long here, but showers there may be inevitable (more frequent than might be convenient, that is...inconvenient because of the number of the people who will probably be there). Oh, well.
My silly brothers went outside just after midnight (a little while ago) and set off some firecrackers. They came in and I told them that they better not have had anything to do with the noise since it's past ten in the evening. They laughed and gave technically accurate, but intentionally obvious denials...finally stating that the law doesn't allow firecrackers until July 1-4, so they had to get it in now that it's July 1st. How's that for reasoning? Since it didn't last long, I doubt the neighbors will complain.
Okay, I need to get lunch. The last thing I need is to fall asleep in some class...=\But I have to be up early tomorrow to get to school at eight.
So instead of sleeping and already having lunch packed, I'm fooling around on Google, trying to help my brother find out more about a possible trumpet teacher. Because the guy's a graduate student (as in he already has a Master's in Music), Levi is concerned that the charges are going to be MUCH higher than what they paid their undergraduate-student teacher (considering that the latter didn't charge a whole lot, that really wouldn't be surprising). They would be content to stop lessons for now, if necessary, although of course I think it would be great if they continued. The name of the guy who could end up teaching them is going to be interesting to make sure they pronounce correctly: Mr. Althouse. Let's hope against hope that it's supposed to be something that doesn't rhyme with outhouse. Although...there's some faculty member at the community college who actually does have the last name Outhouse. Can you imagine the origin of such a name? I'm not sure I even want to guess...
So it's kinda hot, but not as hot as it's going to be. And to imagine that I need to prepare to acclimate to Hawaii.=\ The humidity may be high here, but we've always got the relief of air conditioning...not just in the grocery stores, but in our houses, in our churches, and in our cars. I almost never have to be hot for long here, but showers there may be inevitable (more frequent than might be convenient, that is...inconvenient because of the number of the people who will probably be there). Oh, well.
My silly brothers went outside just after midnight (a little while ago) and set off some firecrackers. They came in and I told them that they better not have had anything to do with the noise since it's past ten in the evening. They laughed and gave technically accurate, but intentionally obvious denials...finally stating that the law doesn't allow firecrackers until July 1-4, so they had to get it in now that it's July 1st. How's that for reasoning? Since it didn't last long, I doubt the neighbors will complain.
Okay, I need to get lunch. The last thing I need is to fall asleep in some class...=\But I have to be up early tomorrow to get to school at eight.
