Are you rockin hard, or hardly rockin'?
Today, I took the foreign language translation exam that all Ph. D. students have to pass at some point. I took mine in German, and I think I bombed it. All this despite the lucky brownies Connie baked for me. The whole idea is ludicrous anyway; if I wanted to be interested in foreign languages and cultures, I wouldn't live in America, damn it! I can still take it next semester, but if I fail it that time, then I'm basically fucked.
On an up note, tomorrow is the "showing vs. telling" demonstration for my creative writing class, and that should be fun.
On an up note, tomorrow is the "showing vs. telling" demonstration for my creative writing class, and that should be fun.