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| I know that I've got it good. Great, even. I feel bad even getting frustrated with school... but not that bad.
Things left:
2 short papers for Carribean and Latin American Studies
1 long paper for Post Communism
2 short h-option papers
1 presentation for Post Communism
1 revision for Post Communism
Notes for Post Communism
1 revision for Field Experience
1 Campus Band concert
Tonight, the 2 short CLACS papers will be done, leaving Post Communism to take over my life. I'll see you all next week sometime, because I'm not leaving my room (except for class) until Monday at 5:45 for my Post Communism final.
Good luck!
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| I am alive, but barely.
I'm now 21 and 2 days. I got out of bed at 7:15 pm the day after my birthday. I have the tolerance of a 5 year old.
Just wanted to let you all that I survived. Time for homework.
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| So I kind of forgot about this thing...
Good luck to everyone with finals! Just think, for most of us, this is the last time (during our undergrad) when we'll actually care about how we do!
I had way more fun this weekend than I had time to have. I got to see BW pretend to chop Tim's finger off in a movie, and they even brought me dinner!
Ryan has become obsessed with SNL's Andy Samberg, and it's definitely rubbing off on me. You should definitely check out http://thelonelyisland.com.
I'm a big fan of the Awesometown intro.
If anyone wants to help me find a summer job, that would be super. Right now I'm unemployed for the first time since I was 15, and I'm not too excited about the idea of a job hunt.
Birthday is coming up, with invites and info forthcoming. It probably won't be until after finals, because there's just too much damn stuff to do between now and then. Relief is on the way in the form of alcohol!
I'm actually pretty happy that it's not going to be very nice out for the next week or so, because when it's nice out I make bad decisions, like spending the whole day outside a la yesterday and not doing the many many pages of homework that I have to do.
All for now.
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| This is my finals week rant. Read at your own risk.
I hate MC 295 with the passion of 1000 fires. Thank god I never have to do that again. So many reasons to hate it...
1. It was boring as all hell. I don't care about gamma scores. At all!
2. Since our prof had never taught the class before, he decided
to make it a competitive class for grading. I would have been
fine with this, if I would have known, say, sometime before 3:45
yesterday.
3. I've never gotten less than 100 on participation in any class
ever. I was at every class all semester, with the exception of
one (and I was sick that day). I didn't talk very much, but I
figured that I would be okay because the prof said that if we went to
office hours and sent emails, we would be fine. I suppose that
this is true, if "fine" is code for 66%.
4. I thought that I was in solid 3.5 territory, until I found out
about the 66% yesterday at 3:45. Since I thought that I was in
solid 3.5 territory, I didn't rewrite my paper, because I thought that
even if I recieved a big boost, it wouldn't be big enough to change my
grade to a 4.0. WRONG! As of yesterday, I was getting the
highest 3.0 in the class  . Paper rewrites were due yesterday at 4.
I hate you MC 295, and you should go back to hell where you
belong! The only good thing about this class is it's all
done! I sure hope that all that geology studying was worth
skipping out on the rewrite, because if not, I think that I'm going to
lose it!
On a happier note, tomorrow I'm all done. Summertime. How glorious.
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| Ooooh. Good for me, I'm actually writing. I've got the
count down going. A week from today I will be all done with
everything and I can enjoy my summer. Here's to hoping that it's
better than last year. Did you have a good summer last
year? "Hell No!" you say? Agreed. Last summer was the
worst. summer. ever.
"Good luck" to everyone on finals, except Danielle, because the U of M
folks finish when... mid February or something like that. So you
don't count. (I still hope -- make that know -- that you
did great Danielle).
For the rest of us stuck in finals purgatory (yes, purgatory, because
next week is finals hell), good luck and good studies. We'll be
free to go to the beach in just a couple weeks. I don't know what
we'll do when we get there. Maybe ice skating and snowball fights.
If you want to explain DFbetas and other stupid stats to me, drop me a
line. You can be my favorite person from the time that you
respond until 7:45 AM on Tuesday when my stats final starts. I
probably shouldn't call it stats, because I feel like kind of a
fraud. Maybe "interpretation of the numbers that the computers
spit out because we're James Madison and we don't need no stinkin'
calculators." So before you go, "You people are a joke. No
calculators? What do you think you're up to over there with your
no math?" just remember that while I might not know calc 7, I can tell
you all about Slovenian economic policy. So what do you think
that you're going to REALLY need to know in life? Calc 7 or
former Soviet Bloc economic policy? That's right... neither.
See you all on Wednesday, when you and I celebrate the halfway point of
our college careers... I'll just not worry about those silly 3 extra
years that law school entails quite yet.
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