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I seem to have inadvertantly excused myself from doing any Euro outlining this weekend by leaving my book in my locker. This is actually bad, since I haven't started chapter 19 and I'm going to be way behind after Dio, so I'll be playing frantic catch-up next Sunday, probably, because we'll have a test the week after next, I bet.
I'm such a nerd. I have nothing to write about but homework.
I'm still skeptical about this whole Renaissance Week thing; it has the potential to be really good, but from what I've seen the planning looks to be awful. As for the Latin Mass - heh, chorus has practiced maybe three songs, though Dona Nobis Pacem is awesomely pretty. They're saying it'll be two hours long, but I kind of doubt it, because we're doing everything we normally do, only in Latin, and from we reviewed in theology with those booklets, it seems like we've cut everything that would make it any longer. And then the whole Queen Elizabeth thing - I am atrocious at British accents, so that's bound to be...interesting.
Tomorrow is open house - I hope I get to give tours, and not be stuffed in a classroom somewhere, because I remember the Big Scary High School Tour Guides from when I was in eighth grade and it would bring high school to such a nice full circle if I got to be one of them - that, and I want to show off the auditorium and recruit theater people.
This is the tragedy of the moment - Psych/Law turning out to be the exact opposite of what I'd hoped. I took the course because I wanted a background in psychology, as that is my intended major; I figured I'd put up with the law semester because there was really no way to avoid it. As it turned out, the teacher didn't seem to want to teach the class any more than most of the students wanted to be in the class, so we coasted through the first semester without learning much of anything. This was very frustrating, but I consoled mysel by saying that at least I wouldn't have to do anything for the law semester, because I really didn't want to learn law.
But then! We end up with a new teacher for second semester. A teacher who is an Actual Teacher, and who is actually making us work, much to everyone's dismay - and mine especially, because if we'd had this sort of teacher for psychology, I would have been thrilled. Instead, we blew off the material I really wanted to learn and are cracking down on the material I really don't care about. It really could not have worked out any worse.
In other news, Dio is coming up soon, and I'm really excited. I'm staying with a bunch of friends and my host mom's name is Frances, and though the music for this year looks a bit weird (there's a piece called "The Handsome Butcher") it's bound to be fun. Nearly three solid days of rehearsing music in a choir where there are actually as many altos as sopranos - that's exciting.
:)
I'm such a nerd. I have nothing to write about but homework.
I'm still skeptical about this whole Renaissance Week thing; it has the potential to be really good, but from what I've seen the planning looks to be awful. As for the Latin Mass - heh, chorus has practiced maybe three songs, though Dona Nobis Pacem is awesomely pretty. They're saying it'll be two hours long, but I kind of doubt it, because we're doing everything we normally do, only in Latin, and from we reviewed in theology with those booklets, it seems like we've cut everything that would make it any longer. And then the whole Queen Elizabeth thing - I am atrocious at British accents, so that's bound to be...interesting.
Tomorrow is open house - I hope I get to give tours, and not be stuffed in a classroom somewhere, because I remember the Big Scary High School Tour Guides from when I was in eighth grade and it would bring high school to such a nice full circle if I got to be one of them - that, and I want to show off the auditorium and recruit theater people.
This is the tragedy of the moment - Psych/Law turning out to be the exact opposite of what I'd hoped. I took the course because I wanted a background in psychology, as that is my intended major; I figured I'd put up with the law semester because there was really no way to avoid it. As it turned out, the teacher didn't seem to want to teach the class any more than most of the students wanted to be in the class, so we coasted through the first semester without learning much of anything. This was very frustrating, but I consoled mysel by saying that at least I wouldn't have to do anything for the law semester, because I really didn't want to learn law.
But then! We end up with a new teacher for second semester. A teacher who is an Actual Teacher, and who is actually making us work, much to everyone's dismay - and mine especially, because if we'd had this sort of teacher for psychology, I would have been thrilled. Instead, we blew off the material I really wanted to learn and are cracking down on the material I really don't care about. It really could not have worked out any worse.
In other news, Dio is coming up soon, and I'm really excited. I'm staying with a bunch of friends and my host mom's name is Frances, and though the music for this year looks a bit weird (there's a piece called "The Handsome Butcher") it's bound to be fun. Nearly three solid days of rehearsing music in a choir where there are actually as many altos as sopranos - that's exciting.
:)