Last week I had a much needed break from biology labs. Therefore, it was rather mellow and fantastically uneventful. I did have the toughest test of my life in bio, though. I fell asleep while studying the night before so I crammed as much as I could the day of the test and ended up with a very nice 86% B. Only one person in a class of 50-60 students got an A.
This upcoming week it's back to skipping lunches and busting my ass.
Wenesday I'm going to the Chicago Art Institute Museum with the art department again, which I'm excited for. I adore good art museums. This one is most excellent.
We will be walking through the
Toulouse-Lautrec and Montmartre exhibit. Toulouse-Lautrec is the French artist who did many of those French posters you see a lot of and he's the one who painted the dancers.
I have this huge urge to go clubbing. M.I.A. was at a Miami club tonight that Juan and I were at and I'm very upset that I missed her.
arrrr