So...having completed the first week of classes, I can now say that I've sat through about five or six hours of Korean lecture. Granted, most of my classes are studio art classes-meaning more work, less lecture, but the first day of any class is usually devoted to explaining the syllabus and then giving everyone the DL on the history of the subject, etc. Anywho, to be quite honest with you, I really didn't get a whole lot out of it. English cognates are about zero so I can't even follow a single thing. It all went over my head. In a gigantic title wave. In one lecture, out of all the Korean characters written on the board there were two English words: Zen and Ecstasy. I can only conclude that the entire lecture was about achieving zen through psychedelic drugs. Cheeky little professor...My installation class was a little more interesting. We talked for an hour and a half (I stared blankly) then we watched some videos, had a break, and the rest of class was a slide show of a Nomadic Village in France? that our professor had lived in. Why I looked at pictures of scantily clad hippies doing yoga and greeting nature I may never know. I've developed several coping skills through this process (it's been pretty rough, hearing sounds that don't mean anything, for hours on end!)
A. think about your goals and aspirations.
B. rap silently in your head.
C. slip into a coma.
D. daydream about summer.
E. think about boys
F. think about how you are sick of boys!
G. Start over with A.
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