COOOOLD!
I'm sooooo tired. I woke up at 7:30 in the AM today to finish up my Spanish studying in time for the 9:00 final. I went to bed at like 2:30 in the AM last night, because I was a fool and was watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind with a bunch of peeps.
Speaking of which, there was a really amazing moment last night. So, Adam, Steve, and I are walking over to an apartment, and my major in fencing came up. I was talking about how I was studying for my Spanish final and whatnot, because it was important for my major to be able to communicate with my opponents. We then decided that it was kind of close to bull fighting, so it made sense. However, Steve began to argue that there can't be female matadors. Naturally, I declared that this was a false statement, and that Cristina Sanchez is a famous matadora. Because of my recent lying extravaganza, they didn't believe me. Thankfully, I had my Spanish book with me, and I whipped it out and flipped to the page that had a picture of Cristina Sanchez as a famous bull fighter. This is probably the only time Spanish will ever come in handy for me in winning an argument. Ever. And it was damn worth it. Hahaha. But really, I'm serious.
So, before heading out to Spanish this morning, I served as an alarm clock for Adam on my way out of Geisert, and I roughed it in the blustery coldness. It's like 25 degrees outside! And it feels like I'm in a tornado when I step outside! AGH! My phone, which I use as an alarm clock, began going off in my backpack on the way to Spanish, because it initially usually starts going off at 8:45. My hair was blowing around my face, and it took me forever to get into my backpack to turn it off. It must have looked quite amusing to everyone staring at me. Haha, it amused me as well.
The final was ok...I got my presentation grade back. It was a B. She said that she wanted the concepts to flow better. How the hell am I supposed to be able to do that? It's not a composition class! She's never taught us anything regarding how to put together such a paper either. And it was 3 pages long! Oh well, I'll take what I can get. I never have to take Spanish ever again. I'll stop at 321, thank you!
I then educated people with Napoleon Dynamite. A whole room full of people. 2 of which had seen half of the movie, and the other 6 had seen none of it. Oh yes, they all loved it. Like I can blame them.
Then my wonderful father took me out to dinner, at which I ate more than I should ever eat in an entire day. But it was sooo good! My breakfast of cream of wheat with Adam and Steve was pretty good this morning, but this just beat the band! Ok, never eating again though. EVER!
I'm now going to go to sleep and begin studying for my business final in the morning. I love how I can afford to procrastinate in all of my classes for all of my finals this semester. It truly feels amazing. That is all.
Speaking of which, there was a really amazing moment last night. So, Adam, Steve, and I are walking over to an apartment, and my major in fencing came up. I was talking about how I was studying for my Spanish final and whatnot, because it was important for my major to be able to communicate with my opponents. We then decided that it was kind of close to bull fighting, so it made sense. However, Steve began to argue that there can't be female matadors. Naturally, I declared that this was a false statement, and that Cristina Sanchez is a famous matadora. Because of my recent lying extravaganza, they didn't believe me. Thankfully, I had my Spanish book with me, and I whipped it out and flipped to the page that had a picture of Cristina Sanchez as a famous bull fighter. This is probably the only time Spanish will ever come in handy for me in winning an argument. Ever. And it was damn worth it. Hahaha. But really, I'm serious.
So, before heading out to Spanish this morning, I served as an alarm clock for Adam on my way out of Geisert, and I roughed it in the blustery coldness. It's like 25 degrees outside! And it feels like I'm in a tornado when I step outside! AGH! My phone, which I use as an alarm clock, began going off in my backpack on the way to Spanish, because it initially usually starts going off at 8:45. My hair was blowing around my face, and it took me forever to get into my backpack to turn it off. It must have looked quite amusing to everyone staring at me. Haha, it amused me as well.
The final was ok...I got my presentation grade back. It was a B. She said that she wanted the concepts to flow better. How the hell am I supposed to be able to do that? It's not a composition class! She's never taught us anything regarding how to put together such a paper either. And it was 3 pages long! Oh well, I'll take what I can get. I never have to take Spanish ever again. I'll stop at 321, thank you!
I then educated people with Napoleon Dynamite. A whole room full of people. 2 of which had seen half of the movie, and the other 6 had seen none of it. Oh yes, they all loved it. Like I can blame them.
Then my wonderful father took me out to dinner, at which I ate more than I should ever eat in an entire day. But it was sooo good! My breakfast of cream of wheat with Adam and Steve was pretty good this morning, but this just beat the band! Ok, never eating again though. EVER!
I'm now going to go to sleep and begin studying for my business final in the morning. I love how I can afford to procrastinate in all of my classes for all of my finals this semester. It truly feels amazing. That is all.