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Hello Happy Peoples! I am back from journal-related obscurity (I've been busy, so sue me).
Anyway, the essay season is upon us (and has been for some time actually), and you all know what that means! That's right ladies and gentlemen, I'm about ready to snap! Hurray! *the crowd bursts into a standing ovation* THAT WAS SARCASM! *crowd quickly evacuates the general area* What the hell were they doing in my room anyway.... Anyway, I'm done two essays (well, actually, it was two short lit assignments and a long Criminology essay), and I'm currently trying to track down research materials for the last one I have to do. Who'd have thought that all information on Caesar would spontaniously evaporate from the library shelves? Not I, folks; not I. I'd imagine I'll be making a trip down to the public library tomorrow, since the information hungry masses of the two universities in this town seem to have overlooked it (to an extent at least). Besides that, the essay was officially due today, but the prof just told all of us 'hand it in by the end of the term; I won't dock marks for lateness'. That, of course, inspired another bout of SUPER FUN HAPPY DANCE!!!! So, I'll spend my second weekend in a row with the room to myself (yay!) working on it.
So I went to see my academic advisor the other day, to discuss my plans to major in Psych, and the potential problems with that. He told me that, even if I don't have the marks for Honours Psych by the end of this year, I can bring my marks up in second year and transfer into it in third. Also, I had my Psych academic orientation this afternoon, and got some information about what the major entails. In summary, I am officially going to Major in Psych. My mother made some crack about me being my own best patient, when I told her. It has some truth to it; I do like the prospect of learning why I am the way that I am (and potentially fixing that if need be ^_^ )
As you will have noticed, my last two entries are short pieces of fiction, including my stock character, Alex. Make what you will of it, I just felt like writing. Don't know where Vic came from though. She was more of a random thought than anything else. I'll probably write more of it later, thought it too probably won't make a hell of a lot of sense.
Well, I'm stuck here until the end of the exam period...again. Anyone who wants to come visit and keep me company (since Ryan is done before me) will be showered with affection and goodies. I'm generous when I'm lonely. Anyway, I'm going to go lay down now. My stomach is arguing with me again. Stupid organ....*growl* Shut up, you!
Anyway, the essay season is upon us (and has been for some time actually), and you all know what that means! That's right ladies and gentlemen, I'm about ready to snap! Hurray! *the crowd bursts into a standing ovation* THAT WAS SARCASM! *crowd quickly evacuates the general area* What the hell were they doing in my room anyway.... Anyway, I'm done two essays (well, actually, it was two short lit assignments and a long Criminology essay), and I'm currently trying to track down research materials for the last one I have to do. Who'd have thought that all information on Caesar would spontaniously evaporate from the library shelves? Not I, folks; not I. I'd imagine I'll be making a trip down to the public library tomorrow, since the information hungry masses of the two universities in this town seem to have overlooked it (to an extent at least). Besides that, the essay was officially due today, but the prof just told all of us 'hand it in by the end of the term; I won't dock marks for lateness'. That, of course, inspired another bout of SUPER FUN HAPPY DANCE!!!! So, I'll spend my second weekend in a row with the room to myself (yay!) working on it.
So I went to see my academic advisor the other day, to discuss my plans to major in Psych, and the potential problems with that. He told me that, even if I don't have the marks for Honours Psych by the end of this year, I can bring my marks up in second year and transfer into it in third. Also, I had my Psych academic orientation this afternoon, and got some information about what the major entails. In summary, I am officially going to Major in Psych. My mother made some crack about me being my own best patient, when I told her. It has some truth to it; I do like the prospect of learning why I am the way that I am (and potentially fixing that if need be ^_^ )
As you will have noticed, my last two entries are short pieces of fiction, including my stock character, Alex. Make what you will of it, I just felt like writing. Don't know where Vic came from though. She was more of a random thought than anything else. I'll probably write more of it later, thought it too probably won't make a hell of a lot of sense.
Well, I'm stuck here until the end of the exam period...again. Anyone who wants to come visit and keep me company (since Ryan is done before me) will be showered with affection and goodies. I'm generous when I'm lonely. Anyway, I'm going to go lay down now. My stomach is arguing with me again. Stupid organ....*growl* Shut up, you!