Hem, Hem..
I had a nice weekend. Both roommates went home this weekend, I watched Psycho and The Birds, ate a lot, watched swimmeet, went to the mall... I want the girl's car in The Birds. I love it! Mom and my sister came for the weekend for the swimmeet. Saw them. Spent all Sunday trying to construct a decent German essay. I wrote it legibly, but came to find that they are suppose to be typed. We can turn everything else in handwritten, but not essays? After it was pointed out in my general direction, I was just left to stare, thinking, "Okay. Give it back to me, and I'll type it up and turn it in to your mailbox this afternoon." I think I'm just frustrated because I want to learn the language, but I'm not learning it very well. To make matters worse, we're going to start having a quiz everyday, to "raise" our grades. In reality, though, it's because we're all stupid Americans. Whatever... I might not minor/major in it after all. At least, I've learned some curse words. Those are always fun. And what kind of American would I be if I didn't know them?
Is it sad that the only class I like is art history? Should this tell me something?
Is it sad that the only class I like is art history? Should this tell me something?