Creepy John
So Brendan at least still reads my blog. Yay!!
I’m working at the writing center right now. No one is here except the other guy who is working with me. He came in 15 minutes late and didn’t even say hi or anything to me. I also have him in my magazine editing and publishing class and I have to work on a project with him in my group, which he is not too thrilled about. It’s a project to publicize G-town’s literary magazine. He said to me that some people aren’t interested in that part of publishing but just in the editing/writing part of it so he thinks we shouldn’t be required to do the project. Which I just nodded, but it’s a class and that’s part of the class so you do it, right? You can’t just go in and say that you aren’t interested in the writing essays part of history so you shouldn’t have to write the term papers or take the tests that aren’t multiple choice. He’s an English major and apparently he’s known by other English majors as “creepy John” according to Alex. At first I wasn’t sure about this, but now I think I can see it. He just sort of rubs me the wrong way, and maybe I shouldn’t be mean, but he wasn’t very nice to me either. Oh well.
I guess I should start on my homework so I don’t get too overwhelmed, though I’m almost there already.