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My Spanish (Span 164--Violencia en la literatura latinoamericana) paper may have actually turned out well, and I even finished it six hours "early." I ended up doing sections on Jews in Argentina, anti-Semitism in Argentina, the Israeli Embassy bombing in Buenos Aires, the AMIA bombing in Buenos Aires, and then I talked about and included some personal stories of some of the victims of the AMIA bombing. I found this great album that has a page for each of the 80+ people who died, and each page has different things that loved ones said or wrote after their death. Many of them included photographs and a little demographic information. It was so useful but very sad. After writing eight pages in Spanish though I found that all day I kept translating things in my head. I guess that bodes well for the fall! At noon I had my last class of the semester, Spanish. I received more of my one-page "precis" assignments back which I did pretty well on. Maybe I will actually end up with a decent grade in this class! I still have to take the final next week though--it's too bad it can't just be over now that the paper is in.
On my way back from class I stopped in Usdan and found a delicious fresh fruit torte in Lower! I put that together with a meal and headed home. As I approached Shapiro I heard yelling and a voice that may have sounded familiar. I turned around and it took a minute to register but when it did--there were four or five streakers running down the hill! The only things they were wearing that they weren't born with were tribal-looking face masks! On their faces! The next thing I knew, I heard "Let's run through Shapiro!" This was of course as I was reaching for the door handle, and they sped past me. I may have gotten touched accidentally by a streaker penis. Let's hope not though. I feel like people always talk about streaking in college and sometimes you see a butt hanging out a window in Ziv on the crazy weekends, but I've definitely never seen full-frontal streaking before. "I'm not gonna lie," I found it hilarious and will continue to chuckle to myself throughout the day.
I also discovered Dr. Pepper Berries & Cream today. I prefer not to drink soda, but I tried it and it's so YUMMY! If only it came in diet.
Now it's time to get back to preparing my poster presentation for Research Methods. It's due in an hour and a half and I may actually finish in time (no thanks to my partner who essentially did nothing for this part of the project). If only I could sleep afterwards...but alas, I must go to our poster session, then maybe sleep for a bit, then it's time to begin the actual paper for the Research Methods project (due Friday).
My pillows are calllllling.........
On my way back from class I stopped in Usdan and found a delicious fresh fruit torte in Lower! I put that together with a meal and headed home. As I approached Shapiro I heard yelling and a voice that may have sounded familiar. I turned around and it took a minute to register but when it did--there were four or five streakers running down the hill! The only things they were wearing that they weren't born with were tribal-looking face masks! On their faces! The next thing I knew, I heard "Let's run through Shapiro!" This was of course as I was reaching for the door handle, and they sped past me. I may have gotten touched accidentally by a streaker penis. Let's hope not though. I feel like people always talk about streaking in college and sometimes you see a butt hanging out a window in Ziv on the crazy weekends, but I've definitely never seen full-frontal streaking before. "I'm not gonna lie," I found it hilarious and will continue to chuckle to myself throughout the day.
I also discovered Dr. Pepper Berries & Cream today. I prefer not to drink soda, but I tried it and it's so YUMMY! If only it came in diet.
Now it's time to get back to preparing my poster presentation for Research Methods. It's due in an hour and a half and I may actually finish in time (no thanks to my partner who essentially did nothing for this part of the project). If only I could sleep afterwards...but alas, I must go to our poster session, then maybe sleep for a bit, then it's time to begin the actual paper for the Research Methods project (due Friday).
My pillows are calllllling.........