Four weeks
So, according to my livejournal homepage it has been four weeks since I last posted. Oh well. What has happened in that time, you ask? Not a whole lot. I've gotten through midterms relatively unscathed, and my next big hurdles are the two papers I have due soon (one for India and one for Modern Science). The Modern Science one isn't due until sometime in December, so I have done nothing on it yet. I have worked a lot on the India topic, simply because i had to give a presentation on it (which went swimmingly by the way), but other than prep for the presentation I've also been slacking on that. I feel like a terrible student, I really do...but I also don't care too much, which is part of what makes me a terrible student. I love school so much that I'd probably be happier if I never left, but I also find myself envying people I know who just have jobs and live their lives. They don't have to worry about studying or paper deadlines. That's the reason I'm going to school though...so I can not worry some day. I don't want to be one of those people who ends up with a job that they hate. That's why I quit the secondary ed. minor. I hate the bureaucracy of public education.
Also, Dave bought me the Twilight soundtrack........it's amazing. My favorite song on the cd is a tie between Muse's "Super Massive Black Hole" and Paramore's "Decode". I was so happy when he got it for me, it was a cute little surprise.
This entry is so discordant.
I'm sitting in the commuter cafe waiting for my next class (modern science). I'm hoping that Professor Racheotes was successful in securing our "surprise speaker" because otherwise he's going to make me (and some other people) talk about Darwin and Genesis. I'm not really worried or nervous about talking about it, I would just prefer not to. Really prefer not to.
Tomorrow there is no school. Not only does that mean I don't have class, it means that Dave doesn't have subbing. I was thinking of doing some Christmas shopping since that's kind of coming up.
Why do the bananas from the commuter cafe taste weird?
P.S. A message to people who insist on surrounding me with negative energy: I don't want to hear about how much you hate someone, or how fat a girl is, or how ugly she is, or BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH:
JUST CHILL
Also, Dave bought me the Twilight soundtrack........it's amazing. My favorite song on the cd is a tie between Muse's "Super Massive Black Hole" and Paramore's "Decode". I was so happy when he got it for me, it was a cute little surprise.
This entry is so discordant.
I'm sitting in the commuter cafe waiting for my next class (modern science). I'm hoping that Professor Racheotes was successful in securing our "surprise speaker" because otherwise he's going to make me (and some other people) talk about Darwin and Genesis. I'm not really worried or nervous about talking about it, I would just prefer not to. Really prefer not to.
Tomorrow there is no school. Not only does that mean I don't have class, it means that Dave doesn't have subbing. I was thinking of doing some Christmas shopping since that's kind of coming up.
Why do the bananas from the commuter cafe taste weird?
P.S. A message to people who insist on surrounding me with negative energy: I don't want to hear about how much you hate someone, or how fat a girl is, or how ugly she is, or BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH:
JUST CHILL