close to almost done...
I've just started my final block of the year. An impossibly difficult French class which will leave me broken, and possibly mad (if you can be both at the same time.)
My religion class last block went stunningly well. Today I got back my final paper (inexplicably, as my teacher is currently wandering Mongolia with a tiny bilingual monk and a gaggle of students) covered in cheerful and excited comments and a lovely shiny A. I’m quite sad that I’m not going to have more classes with that professor, he was wonderfully entertaining and had glorious stories about snakes and superstitions and witch doctors and dying cultures...sometimes all together. He had been everywhere.
This weekend I met all of the geekiest people at my school. They were utterly adorable. I had a glorious time and cleaned things and watched ridiculous girly movies and ate midnight pancakes and came to terms with a boy who frightened me once while drunk.
I'm currently planning to spend a month lost to madness and to return to Galena at the end of the month in shambles and utterly unemployed (unfortunate, as I can't afford tuition next year if I have no job,) but ready to cook vast quantities of yummy food and possibly clean out the garage of all my stuff (not to mention clean every surface in the house...must be...cobweb...free.)
Ah well, the world is lovely and everything is bursting into bloom and I have a D.H. Lawrence novel to keep my mind off of my french homework. Off to study late night verb conjugations.
My religion class last block went stunningly well. Today I got back my final paper (inexplicably, as my teacher is currently wandering Mongolia with a tiny bilingual monk and a gaggle of students) covered in cheerful and excited comments and a lovely shiny A. I’m quite sad that I’m not going to have more classes with that professor, he was wonderfully entertaining and had glorious stories about snakes and superstitions and witch doctors and dying cultures...sometimes all together. He had been everywhere.
This weekend I met all of the geekiest people at my school. They were utterly adorable. I had a glorious time and cleaned things and watched ridiculous girly movies and ate midnight pancakes and came to terms with a boy who frightened me once while drunk.
I'm currently planning to spend a month lost to madness and to return to Galena at the end of the month in shambles and utterly unemployed (unfortunate, as I can't afford tuition next year if I have no job,) but ready to cook vast quantities of yummy food and possibly clean out the garage of all my stuff (not to mention clean every surface in the house...must be...cobweb...free.)
Ah well, the world is lovely and everything is bursting into bloom and I have a D.H. Lawrence novel to keep my mind off of my french homework. Off to study late night verb conjugations.