magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

so my days of being a non-degree seeking, part time college student are over. more or less. had my last painting class this morning. i have no idea what sort of grade i'll get in that class. on one hand, i was certainly one of the most applied students in the class. on the other, my teacher seemed to think that there was always something more i could do to make my paintings better. and not in a constructive way, but more like in a your grade will suffer because of this way. although he didn't actually give me any individual grades on them since the first two. maybe in his head, but i never knew what they were. i'm not worried about doing badly, maybe just not as well as i'd like to.

the "more or less" above was in reference to playwriting. i really should turn in some more work than i have, although i don't have any more classes. it's basically tomorrow or never, and i haven't actually written anything else. i think the fact that i was the only person to make it to every class is a mark in my favour, but i haven't turned in a fully completed piece of work. i might have to actually give my teacher a call tomorrow, and figure out the details of wrapping things up.

and i do feel kinda lousy about the whole philosophy of religion thing. but there isn't really anything i can do about it at this point.