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1. This morning I got a text message from one of the site directors at the volunteer thing basically saying I'm helpful, which made me fairly happy.
2. I did all right on the hexadecimal quiz. It was really short and simple, but I'm proud, since I'm pretty awful at math generally. I often make really stupid errors because I don't have any real sense of what my result should be. My errors on this quiz were all simple math-- one subtraction, one addition. Seriously.
3. I kind of hate my paper. The more I focus on the language, the more I realize my thesis is completely obvious. Writing it becomes more boring and tiresome every day.
4. On my way home, I saw a girl wearing a sweatshirt from my high school on the subway platform. Then I noticed the man standing next to her was the photography teacher (I don't remember what else he does), who lives in my neighborhood and I definitely had once. We talked a bit. There's a girl who does the volunteer thing too sometimes (required semester of some kind of volunteer service-- I did mine in a school library) who happens to be in his class, and we happened to run into her on the subway ride home. It was all pretty ridiculous.
5. I broke both yolks in my breakfast this morning. It was more disappointing than something like that should ever be.
2. I did all right on the hexadecimal quiz. It was really short and simple, but I'm proud, since I'm pretty awful at math generally. I often make really stupid errors because I don't have any real sense of what my result should be. My errors on this quiz were all simple math-- one subtraction, one addition. Seriously.
3. I kind of hate my paper. The more I focus on the language, the more I realize my thesis is completely obvious. Writing it becomes more boring and tiresome every day.
4. On my way home, I saw a girl wearing a sweatshirt from my high school on the subway platform. Then I noticed the man standing next to her was the photography teacher (I don't remember what else he does), who lives in my neighborhood and I definitely had once. We talked a bit. There's a girl who does the volunteer thing too sometimes (required semester of some kind of volunteer service-- I did mine in a school library) who happens to be in his class, and we happened to run into her on the subway ride home. It was all pretty ridiculous.
5. I broke both yolks in my breakfast this morning. It was more disappointing than something like that should ever be.