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Out of curiosity, I decided to calculate an approximation of how much I pay per credit hour here. I pay approximately $223.50 a credit hour. That is for in-state undergraduate lower division. (This does not include ASMSU and FM radio taxes ($16.75), State News Tax ($5), Matriculation Fees ($441), Residence Hall Association Tax ($22), or Energy Charge ($65).) I was thinking about this because today, I spent an hour and a half of my life doing absolutely nothing. I'm so happy that MSU values my tuition dollars. I did choose to come to school here, so I have to accept the consequences of my decision. My WRA 260 class is so pointless anymore. I don't even really have to be there except that my professor takes attendance. Lame. I'm feeling a little cheated. I have nothing left to do but write a final paper. Thank goodness there's not an exam because I would probably have to kill myself.
In my WRA 202 class, I was totally spacing out when Jim asked me a question. Luckily I was able to recover. I think he called on me because he could tell I was spacing out. Either that or he could tell that I was writing an e-mail to Nancy. Whoops. What does he expect when the conversation is less than stimulating. I really don't care to much about someone else's e-portfolio. I only care that I have to do mine, and I'm not to happy about that. It should be easy though. All I have to do is put some shit into a Dreamweaver template and make it up as I go along. I have BSed my way through that entire class, and I think I'll probably get a 4.0. Cool.
And I am still undecided on what I want to do with my life. I like German. I could teach it. And I'm back to thinking about becoming a teacher. Crap. If I'm speech pathologist for a school district, I could always coach a quiz bowl team. In middle school, my coach was the school social worker, so I think it would be a similar situation for a speech pathologist. And I also know of a middle school guidance counselor who is the advisor for the Garden Club. Hahahahahhahaha. It's only funny because of who this person is.
I have laundry I need to put away, but I probably won't until after dinner. Or maybe even later than that. I have a funny way of finding other, less important things to do than the things that I really need to get done.
Matt G. called me Saturday while I was at my cousins' house, and I missed the call because my phone was in the car. I really wish I would've gotten it because I could've hung out with him that weekend. :( I miss that kid so much. Seriously.
I think that I'm going to eat dinner now. I also think that this journal entry was completely pointless.
Maybe the quiz bowl team has a meet while I'm off for Christmas.
In my WRA 202 class, I was totally spacing out when Jim asked me a question. Luckily I was able to recover. I think he called on me because he could tell I was spacing out. Either that or he could tell that I was writing an e-mail to Nancy. Whoops. What does he expect when the conversation is less than stimulating. I really don't care to much about someone else's e-portfolio. I only care that I have to do mine, and I'm not to happy about that. It should be easy though. All I have to do is put some shit into a Dreamweaver template and make it up as I go along. I have BSed my way through that entire class, and I think I'll probably get a 4.0. Cool.
And I am still undecided on what I want to do with my life. I like German. I could teach it. And I'm back to thinking about becoming a teacher. Crap. If I'm speech pathologist for a school district, I could always coach a quiz bowl team. In middle school, my coach was the school social worker, so I think it would be a similar situation for a speech pathologist. And I also know of a middle school guidance counselor who is the advisor for the Garden Club. Hahahahahhahaha. It's only funny because of who this person is.
I have laundry I need to put away, but I probably won't until after dinner. Or maybe even later than that. I have a funny way of finding other, less important things to do than the things that I really need to get done.
Matt G. called me Saturday while I was at my cousins' house, and I missed the call because my phone was in the car. I really wish I would've gotten it because I could've hung out with him that weekend. :( I miss that kid so much. Seriously.
I think that I'm going to eat dinner now. I also think that this journal entry was completely pointless.
Maybe the quiz bowl team has a meet while I'm off for Christmas.