aha, I am for the triumphone!
I took my final exam for Anthropological Theory yesterday. I would like to announce, for the record, that Professor Donato told us that jakepants totally passed the class and will graduate. And that he should tell his mother to buy that UMBC t-shirt and paraphernalia because that's how sure his graduation is.
Since Donato puts the values of the questions right next to them, judging by the questions that I did not answer (by which I mean, responded with gibberish and/or arguing stick figures), I can't get any higher than a 75. But I can't get much lower than that, either, because I did know everything I did know. And that gives me a B in the class, which is respectable.
I am also getting a B in Medical, as far as I know, because I essentially told Messinger that's what I wanted. Oh, and I didn't turn in a response paper. I was okay with getting a B in one or the other, but two Bs make me kind of sad. Except totally not sad enough to do anything about it.
We can just assume that I'm getting As in both of Rubenstein's classes. He cancelled one exam and the other one is on Tuesday, but if I got 100s on both his midterms, I can't imagine that he's going to screw anyone over for the final.
I actually got an A in sign language class, which is hilarious because I have no idea what's going on in that class, ever, but I have a better grade in some things than Kathryn, who can carry on conversations. I am apparently really good at staring at the teacher and then writing down what I think she might've said. However, I'm done! For the win.
Except for that pesky history thesis part.
I still haven't figured out why I can't sign up for classes. It's probably like five dollars in library fines or something. Which means I'll have to change the schedule I wanted to have because I'm sure that half the classes are full now. Augh, this is a really dumb reason to not take the dumb classes. Luckily, half of them are permission-required and therefore aren't full. But Ethnographic film is probably not an option anymore, which makes me sad.
I'll be working in Towson today, then spending all of tomorrow on writing. I will then call up my family and inform them whether or not I will be able to show up to their ridiculously inconvenient holiday. I vote 'no', but it might work out. Probably not.
However, in five days, when the entire paper will (have to) be written and happy and done, I am going to clean the entire room and then take a very long nap. Mmmmm nappycakes. Until then, I will just keep drinking echinacea tea and pretending that I'm not sick.
Since Donato puts the values of the questions right next to them, judging by the questions that I did not answer (by which I mean, responded with gibberish and/or arguing stick figures), I can't get any higher than a 75. But I can't get much lower than that, either, because I did know everything I did know. And that gives me a B in the class, which is respectable.
I am also getting a B in Medical, as far as I know, because I essentially told Messinger that's what I wanted. Oh, and I didn't turn in a response paper. I was okay with getting a B in one or the other, but two Bs make me kind of sad. Except totally not sad enough to do anything about it.
We can just assume that I'm getting As in both of Rubenstein's classes. He cancelled one exam and the other one is on Tuesday, but if I got 100s on both his midterms, I can't imagine that he's going to screw anyone over for the final.
I actually got an A in sign language class, which is hilarious because I have no idea what's going on in that class, ever, but I have a better grade in some things than Kathryn, who can carry on conversations. I am apparently really good at staring at the teacher and then writing down what I think she might've said. However, I'm done! For the win.
Except for that pesky history thesis part.
I still haven't figured out why I can't sign up for classes. It's probably like five dollars in library fines or something. Which means I'll have to change the schedule I wanted to have because I'm sure that half the classes are full now. Augh, this is a really dumb reason to not take the dumb classes. Luckily, half of them are permission-required and therefore aren't full. But Ethnographic film is probably not an option anymore, which makes me sad.
I'll be working in Towson today, then spending all of tomorrow on writing. I will then call up my family and inform them whether or not I will be able to show up to their ridiculously inconvenient holiday. I vote 'no', but it might work out. Probably not.
However, in five days, when the entire paper will (have to) be written and happy and done, I am going to clean the entire room and then take a very long nap. Mmmmm nappycakes. Until then, I will just keep drinking echinacea tea and pretending that I'm not sick.