Rewatched Avengers
Friday, October 12th, 2012 11:35 pmThis is only my second viewing; since it was on DVD, I was able to fast-forward through all of the scenes that I really strongly object to (basically, every scene in which Black Widow is forced to endure verbal or physical abuse, or otherwise threatened; oh, and all the boring shadowy Council scenes that added absolutely nothing to the film). I am still totally hot for Jeremy Renner, though I think rewatching the Bourne Legacy will be more fun since he's in more of that movie and gets to do more in general.
In moderate annoyance at the fact that my upcoming class schedule was showing things like basic math and English, I took the placement tests my school offers to get my correct schedule to show. Theoretically they should receive the copy of my official transcripts that I sent by mail like...tomorrow, if they haven't already, but at least this way my schedule will be appropriately updated. I was a little horrified to discover how hard it was to unearth my memories of math, but I guess in a way I haven't really needed those skills for seven or eight years. The good news is, with a bit of review, I was able to ace them and ensure that I will actually get to take art classes, like I damn well want to. Yay! Because of the transcripts, taking the tests at all was really more of a matter of pride than anything else. I felt a little nervous that I was catching the intentionally stupid society wants to push on women, if that makes any sense. It was a bit of a relief to realize that I can actually still do it.
I had set up with my scratch paper and was doing everything by hand, with Danny excitedly watching over my shoulder, because he's pretty awesome. He said, "You know, it's pretty ballsy to do all this by hand without a calculator. You could use a calculator."
I said, "Yeah, I know, but."
"But it's about honor, isn't it?" He said, in that it always is, with you tone.
It totally was. And damn it, I aced that sucker. Art classes for me! I'm pretty excited about them.
I'm actually really enjoying working on my entry for this final round of the contest. So far I've got some okay ideas, but I'm worried they might be a little on the super cheesy side.
In moderate annoyance at the fact that my upcoming class schedule was showing things like basic math and English, I took the placement tests my school offers to get my correct schedule to show. Theoretically they should receive the copy of my official transcripts that I sent by mail like...tomorrow, if they haven't already, but at least this way my schedule will be appropriately updated. I was a little horrified to discover how hard it was to unearth my memories of math, but I guess in a way I haven't really needed those skills for seven or eight years. The good news is, with a bit of review, I was able to ace them and ensure that I will actually get to take art classes, like I damn well want to. Yay! Because of the transcripts, taking the tests at all was really more of a matter of pride than anything else. I felt a little nervous that I was catching the intentionally stupid society wants to push on women, if that makes any sense. It was a bit of a relief to realize that I can actually still do it.
I had set up with my scratch paper and was doing everything by hand, with Danny excitedly watching over my shoulder, because he's pretty awesome. He said, "You know, it's pretty ballsy to do all this by hand without a calculator. You could use a calculator."
I said, "Yeah, I know, but."
"But it's about honor, isn't it?" He said, in that it always is, with you tone.
It totally was. And damn it, I aced that sucker. Art classes for me! I'm pretty excited about them.
I'm actually really enjoying working on my entry for this final round of the contest. So far I've got some okay ideas, but I'm worried they might be a little on the super cheesy side.
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