Unintentionals
I unintentionally (we'll find out if it turns out to be accidentally) told my middle school students I keep a blog. I'm fairly aware that what I write on LJ is open to the world to read. But I mostly have a specific audience in mind. I'm not sure whether it should bother me that my middle school students may start reading this stuff. Of course, the likelihood that they'll really care enough to track this down is slim, I suppose ... but you never know.
Midterms have never been such a drag before. In this my last year of undergraduate work, I find myself in a fairly tightly knit group of friends within the upperclassmen of my department. On the whole, this is awesome: I can make jokes about Greek, Latin, and obscure classical deities, and my lunch comrades get them. We also get to study together a lot because many of us are all taking the same classes. The drag is the sliver of truth to Aesop's homily: familiarity breeds contempt. When everyone knows each other, and feels comfortable with each other, no one seems to have any problem with biting one another's heads off on account of being tired, stressed, or sick (the blackdeathcrud is circulating and cycling in my corner of the world). Hence, I will be more glad this semester than any before when midterm exams are wrapped up. I really want the grump out of my life. A.S.A.P.
Midterms have never been such a drag before. In this my last year of undergraduate work, I find myself in a fairly tightly knit group of friends within the upperclassmen of my department. On the whole, this is awesome: I can make jokes about Greek, Latin, and obscure classical deities, and my lunch comrades get them. We also get to study together a lot because many of us are all taking the same classes. The drag is the sliver of truth to Aesop's homily: familiarity breeds contempt. When everyone knows each other, and feels comfortable with each other, no one seems to have any problem with biting one another's heads off on account of being tired, stressed, or sick (the blackdeathcrud is circulating and cycling in my corner of the world). Hence, I will be more glad this semester than any before when midterm exams are wrapped up. I really want the grump out of my life. A.S.A.P.