Surrealism
Yesterday was my last day of classes, but I can't seem to make myself feel that this is in any way real. When I woke up this morning it really felt like I should be reading "Pudd'nhead Wilson" in preparation for Dr. MacDonnell's class. When we had our last class on Wednesday it just didn't feel like a last class. It was simply a day where we had a really good discussion. I'm glad I took a class from Dr. MacDonnell. To graduate from SVU without taking a class from him would have been tragic.
Actually, I feel that way about many of my teachers. Cluff. Crawford. Dransfield. Jones. Kellogg.
Hehe, those are in alphabetical order! (That's honestly the order they came into my head).
Today I need to finish a paper. If Cinderella is a good girl and gets all her work done she gets to go shopping in Roanoke tonight to look for a pretty sparkly...
And Matt Helling, if you're reading this, call me!
Actually, I feel that way about many of my teachers. Cluff. Crawford. Dransfield. Jones. Kellogg.
Hehe, those are in alphabetical order! (That's honestly the order they came into my head).
Today I need to finish a paper. If Cinderella is a good girl and gets all her work done she gets to go shopping in Roanoke tonight to look for a pretty sparkly...
And Matt Helling, if you're reading this, call me!