Eight Days a Week
The library today is too busy to get anything done. Besides, Subway's Veggie Delight on Honey Oat has fueled me for tonight's inevitable homework marathon.
Senior English
Intermediate English
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Management
Language Across the Curriculum
Curriculum Development
My goal tonight is to finish at least one assignment from each class because they're all due throughout the week anyway. Tonight it's my turn to clean the living room. I'll turn it into a therapeudic study break. I could have avoided this Monday night sacrifice if I had have done more work this past weekend but spending time with Chad was first on the list of things to do. Seven more months until we achieve some level of normalcy.
I also have some life homework to finish: At some point this week I should write a few emails to some distant friends, mail out a birthday card to my cousin, pick up a prescription, iron on a patch I bought for my lap top case, polish my not-yet-broken-in placement shoes, mail Mon's "Christmas in September present" -it's a Baby Phat make-up bag-, stand in line to pick up a school ring, give the security office my license plate number in place of the fake one I gave them, and wash a bunch of clothes that need altering.
Living arrangements can't be better. I'm with three great ladies from school- two of whom I've met and known throughout the years and one I'm just getting to know this year. I miss my Main Street apartment terribly. I can't venture to the downtown area of North Bay without feeling a punch in the heart sensation. I want to tell the bitch who lives there now to get out of my apartment and to straighten her blinds.
Senior English
Intermediate English
Methods
Management
Language Across the Curriculum
Curriculum Development
My goal tonight is to finish at least one assignment from each class because they're all due throughout the week anyway. Tonight it's my turn to clean the living room. I'll turn it into a therapeudic study break. I could have avoided this Monday night sacrifice if I had have done more work this past weekend but spending time with Chad was first on the list of things to do. Seven more months until we achieve some level of normalcy.
I also have some life homework to finish: At some point this week I should write a few emails to some distant friends, mail out a birthday card to my cousin, pick up a prescription, iron on a patch I bought for my lap top case, polish my not-yet-broken-in placement shoes, mail Mon's "Christmas in September present" -it's a Baby Phat make-up bag-, stand in line to pick up a school ring, give the security office my license plate number in place of the fake one I gave them, and wash a bunch of clothes that need altering.
Living arrangements can't be better. I'm with three great ladies from school- two of whom I've met and known throughout the years and one I'm just getting to know this year. I miss my Main Street apartment terribly. I can't venture to the downtown area of North Bay without feeling a punch in the heart sensation. I want to tell the bitch who lives there now to get out of my apartment and to straighten her blinds.