...and then I have a test, then a paper, then two presentations, then I die!"
This has been the crazy week of crazy! So, Monday I had class, then studying, then run take my Philosophy of Art test (60%) and then run off to work. Yesterday I went to class, then came home and read two chapters of physical science, plus reviewed my notes of the previous 4 or 5, then class for an hour and a half, then physical science test (87%), then home real quick to change, and back on campus for the Relief Society dinner, then swing kids, then home to start working on my paper. Today I went to class, then went over to Orchid's to write my paper, and after an hour-ish of wasted time, I finally got down to writing. I hate when you write a draft, and then you go back a week and a half later and try to finish it. Your brain has moved on so that it would be easier to just start over, but you can't start over because you have this draft you're supposed to do something with and you don't want to waste all that work. So it took me a while to get my mind back into the flow of the argument I was making, but once I did I think the paper turned out pretty well. Not amazing, but decent. Heh. When I went to turn it in I handed it to him and apologized for writing five pages rather than four. He said he didn't think he'd ever said you couldn't write more and I said that I distinctly remembered him saying something about "I don't mind if you go onto the fifth page." but since I'd completely filled the fifth page, I just didn't include a conclusion to put it onto the sixth. And then I said "Also, I hate conclusions. They're stupid. You're just repeating what you've already said." He gave me this incredulous look like "Are you serious?" I suppose I didn't need to say that. But he always interacts with me in such an unsure way that I can't help it. I just say things I know are going to disconcert him. It would be ok if he would just stop taking me seriously, but he always thinks my jokes are meant to be serious. Ah well
Anyway, right now I'm supposed to be preparing a presentation on Carl Jung. Well, specifically I'm supposed to be reading Carl Jung, and then preparing a presentation on him for tomorrow morning. Instead I'm writing this. But I really need to get it done. So that I can prepare my OTHER presentation on Dean Martin, also for class tomorrow. And I need to get that one done by 3 at the latest, preferably 2. My class isn't till four. But guess what is at 2? The Fella's "Engineering Innovator Student of the Year Final Judging" competition. Which he told me to come watch. Mostly because he was being facetious and not answering me every time I asked him what the other innovations were against which he was competing. But still, he wants me to come, I'll come. If I get my homework done. Which is why I should be reading Jung right now instead of updating this. But I just felt like it had been a while since I updated here. And this is how I rebel against the part of me that willingly drops everything at his slightest whim. Or...something.
Anyway, I"m off now. I can dive into Jung. I've let my brain rest long enough. Huzzah!
Anyway, right now I'm supposed to be preparing a presentation on Carl Jung. Well, specifically I'm supposed to be reading Carl Jung, and then preparing a presentation on him for tomorrow morning. Instead I'm writing this. But I really need to get it done. So that I can prepare my OTHER presentation on Dean Martin, also for class tomorrow. And I need to get that one done by 3 at the latest, preferably 2. My class isn't till four. But guess what is at 2? The Fella's "Engineering Innovator Student of the Year Final Judging" competition. Which he told me to come watch. Mostly because he was being facetious and not answering me every time I asked him what the other innovations were against which he was competing. But still, he wants me to come, I'll come. If I get my homework done. Which is why I should be reading Jung right now instead of updating this. But I just felt like it had been a while since I updated here. And this is how I rebel against the part of me that willingly drops everything at his slightest whim. Or...something.
Anyway, I"m off now. I can dive into Jung. I've let my brain rest long enough. Huzzah!