Oh, Marvin.
Today I had 3 quizzes and a test. Gah. It's one of those days that seems like it spanned over a few weeks...and yet I woke up about 14 hours ago. Weird.
I've done so much reading over the past two days, I can hardly concentrate on reading a single paragraph. We had a test over 150+ pages of reading in Poli Sci...and yes, I read every one of those pages in love library until 1am last night. God I'm tired.
And on the test I already know I missed 2. I hate that feeling. Of busting your ass studying for 3 days in a row and then getting hit with a series of question you didn't concentrate as much on. Who knows, we'll see...we have a 15 points bonus paper due on Tuesday which I'm definitely doing, so I'm not too worried about it. And not to mention that when I don't know even one answer, I get to the point of thinking I got a 7% by the time we get it back...so meh, I'm usually pleasantly surprised.
Sort of speaking of, we got our german tests back. The funny thing is...I got the highest grade and the next highest grade was a 35%. Ha. And actually, my grade was a 72%, which was about 40 points off...but I looked over my test because it seemed sort of peculiar and I only missed 17 points. I don't understand how that man never fails to make the oddest grading mistakes. So, yeah, an 89% is much better especially considering that he's probably going to scale...
I waited about an hour in the advising center today to be "advised" only for the "advisor" to tell me that he couldn't actually help me pick out classes, he could just tell me which groups to pick out of. So, in any case, I've spent the last 3 hours scheduling my class for next fall semester...and all of my classes have seats open, but most only have 3 or 4, which is scary considering that I'm going to be registering pretty late tomorrow.
So far, I'm going to be taking:
Comm 217: Race and Gender relations
Two Political Science courses on bureacracy in America
Oceanography (yeah, it's another stupid class I have to take)
and,
History of Islam
All of which I'm pretty excited for. I spent for-fucking-ever picking them out so that I wouldn't be stuck in my current dillemma of despising myself for "just picking some required classes despite how incredibly stupid they are." Ahem, Classical Mythology.
Ooo, I have a job interview tomorrow, which I'm very excited for. The bureau of sociological research called me back for the position of an interviewer...which pays $8.21/hour. So I'm really excited, sort of nervous, but the lady seemed really cool so I don't think it'll be a "tough" interview, to say the least. She basically said, first they're going to have me take a compatability test (which are so easy to pass, I mean it just takes common sense) and then we're just going to take for a few minutes about the job will entail.
Craig sent out an email on the listserv (a message board we use for speech announcements) to me that read "To the Semifinalist" and it made me want to bawl. It suddenly hit me how incredibly much I'm going to miss the seniors...especially Mr. Mcgill and his puns. We honestly have the best, pee-your-pants, cry until you can hardly breathe laughs...and I'm going to miss that so much.
And on a final note, CRISTINA FOUND THE WIGO! I've never been so excited in my life, for the very fact of finally getting it back! THE WIGO IS MINE!
Ah, I just started thinking about next year when Cristina's a senior. Eee. I need to stop.
Have to go to the library now. Tschus all.
I've done so much reading over the past two days, I can hardly concentrate on reading a single paragraph. We had a test over 150+ pages of reading in Poli Sci...and yes, I read every one of those pages in love library until 1am last night. God I'm tired.
And on the test I already know I missed 2. I hate that feeling. Of busting your ass studying for 3 days in a row and then getting hit with a series of question you didn't concentrate as much on. Who knows, we'll see...we have a 15 points bonus paper due on Tuesday which I'm definitely doing, so I'm not too worried about it. And not to mention that when I don't know even one answer, I get to the point of thinking I got a 7% by the time we get it back...so meh, I'm usually pleasantly surprised.
Sort of speaking of, we got our german tests back. The funny thing is...I got the highest grade and the next highest grade was a 35%. Ha. And actually, my grade was a 72%, which was about 40 points off...but I looked over my test because it seemed sort of peculiar and I only missed 17 points. I don't understand how that man never fails to make the oddest grading mistakes. So, yeah, an 89% is much better especially considering that he's probably going to scale...
I waited about an hour in the advising center today to be "advised" only for the "advisor" to tell me that he couldn't actually help me pick out classes, he could just tell me which groups to pick out of. So, in any case, I've spent the last 3 hours scheduling my class for next fall semester...and all of my classes have seats open, but most only have 3 or 4, which is scary considering that I'm going to be registering pretty late tomorrow.
So far, I'm going to be taking:
Comm 217: Race and Gender relations
Two Political Science courses on bureacracy in America
Oceanography (yeah, it's another stupid class I have to take)
and,
History of Islam
All of which I'm pretty excited for. I spent for-fucking-ever picking them out so that I wouldn't be stuck in my current dillemma of despising myself for "just picking some required classes despite how incredibly stupid they are." Ahem, Classical Mythology.
Ooo, I have a job interview tomorrow, which I'm very excited for. The bureau of sociological research called me back for the position of an interviewer...which pays $8.21/hour. So I'm really excited, sort of nervous, but the lady seemed really cool so I don't think it'll be a "tough" interview, to say the least. She basically said, first they're going to have me take a compatability test (which are so easy to pass, I mean it just takes common sense) and then we're just going to take for a few minutes about the job will entail.
Craig sent out an email on the listserv (a message board we use for speech announcements) to me that read "To the Semifinalist" and it made me want to bawl. It suddenly hit me how incredibly much I'm going to miss the seniors...especially Mr. Mcgill and his puns. We honestly have the best, pee-your-pants, cry until you can hardly breathe laughs...and I'm going to miss that so much.
And on a final note, CRISTINA FOUND THE WIGO! I've never been so excited in my life, for the very fact of finally getting it back! THE WIGO IS MINE!
Ah, I just started thinking about next year when Cristina's a senior. Eee. I need to stop.
Have to go to the library now. Tschus all.