"TOK killed the GPA"
I'm switching journals this weekend. All the details will come once I finish the layout. And I'm still unsure as to whether I want it to be all friend's only, all public, or a mix.
I had a dream about the cat dissections at the beginning of the week. We were in bio, and Molly had gotten the cat ready first, and I was just sitting somewhere, screwing off. Once I had finally gotten my apron, goggles and gloves, I looked over to see Molly, her boyfriend, some short girl and Catherine all dissecting Fredrigo. You're only allowed to have 3 to a cat, and that was already one too many, so I went to sit down and do a worksheet. Catherine noticed that I wasn't dissecting, so she came and sat next to me to help with the worksheet. While we were looking through the book, it was almost like there was a pop-up diagram of the cat, and you had to look under the intestines to read the text. She was grossed out and I was indifferent. The End.
Today was the first day of TOK (Theory of Knowledge) which looks basically like philosophy. We've been told since middle school that Quinn, the TOK teacher, thinks himself Lucifer incarnate and will fail us all. I've had a few dealings with him through NHS, but I was still a little worried this morning. Why are we all afraid of him? The man isn't scary, he's just sadistic and apathetic. I like him a lot; his cynical sense of humour and flamboyance from his acting days will make the class interesting. I'm excited, I'm gonna own this class :D
I had a dream about the cat dissections at the beginning of the week. We were in bio, and Molly had gotten the cat ready first, and I was just sitting somewhere, screwing off. Once I had finally gotten my apron, goggles and gloves, I looked over to see Molly, her boyfriend, some short girl and Catherine all dissecting Fredrigo. You're only allowed to have 3 to a cat, and that was already one too many, so I went to sit down and do a worksheet. Catherine noticed that I wasn't dissecting, so she came and sat next to me to help with the worksheet. While we were looking through the book, it was almost like there was a pop-up diagram of the cat, and you had to look under the intestines to read the text. She was grossed out and I was indifferent. The End.
Today was the first day of TOK (Theory of Knowledge) which looks basically like philosophy. We've been told since middle school that Quinn, the TOK teacher, thinks himself Lucifer incarnate and will fail us all. I've had a few dealings with him through NHS, but I was still a little worried this morning. Why are we all afraid of him? The man isn't scary, he's just sadistic and apathetic. I like him a lot; his cynical sense of humour and flamboyance from his acting days will make the class interesting. I'm excited, I'm gonna own this class :D