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Dec. 10th, 2007 04:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brokenrecordOh god I love my school. On Saturday (the Saturday before finals!), they're having this Dog Day Afternoon where a bunch of alumni are going to come with dogs to play with and to pet to relieve stress over finals. It's adorable and awesome and yeah.
So glad this past weekend is over. No more papers to write finally! Now all I have to do is a final presentation on Friday (...except she wants us to write a paper and then read from it but we don't have to turn it in. But whatever, my lowest grade in the class so far is a 95 and I just need to analyze this article and it'll be fine), a test on Friday, and then my astronomy final Monday and my geology final Wednesday. Much better than the past week. I am so ridiculously looking forward to winter break. I need to relax and not do any work for awhile. Plus, you know, all the awesome stuff about being home. Except I'm afraid I'm going to get totally screwed up by the weather. Like, this morning it was 9 degrees F and whatever, I have a short sleeved shirt under a long sleeved shirt under a sweatshirt and I'm basically fine. When the temperature gets up to 30 degrees (not that it actually has been, damnit), it's like a heatwave. And I'm going to go back home and it'll be 60 degrees and I'll adjust to that and then come back here in January which is the worst month coldness-wise and I will freeze to death. I need to buy more warm clothes.
Oh but I got my geology paper first draft back and my professor thought it was great and all I need to edit is stupid grammar stuff (since I didn't look over the paper at all when I was done, so some of the stuff is really terribly worded) and that my presentation last Thursday was very good and yeah. That makes me feel good. I wrote one another paper this semester and did well on it, but this professor I actually respect and think is intelligent and such whereas the other... not as much. So it means more that he likes my paper. Too bad the two papers I wrote this past weekend weren't nearly as good. What really sucks was I thought of a really good idea for my astronomy paper but it was last night at like 10 PM and I already wrote the paper and ok, it was only 5 pages, but I really didn't want to have to go back to the library and rewrite it. So whatever. If I get a B in astronomy, oh well.
Um, what else. I can't believe this is the last week of classes already! I feel like I've both been here a really long time and I just got here. I actually ended up really enjoying all my classes this semester, even that women, gender, and sexuality studies one that I didn't really like at the start (I mean, the professor is still pretty eh, but it's a ridiculously easy class, and a lot of the articles we read and discussions we had were really interesting). But I am happy that the semester is over. I need a break now.
So glad this past weekend is over. No more papers to write finally! Now all I have to do is a final presentation on Friday (...except she wants us to write a paper and then read from it but we don't have to turn it in. But whatever, my lowest grade in the class so far is a 95 and I just need to analyze this article and it'll be fine), a test on Friday, and then my astronomy final Monday and my geology final Wednesday. Much better than the past week. I am so ridiculously looking forward to winter break. I need to relax and not do any work for awhile. Plus, you know, all the awesome stuff about being home. Except I'm afraid I'm going to get totally screwed up by the weather. Like, this morning it was 9 degrees F and whatever, I have a short sleeved shirt under a long sleeved shirt under a sweatshirt and I'm basically fine. When the temperature gets up to 30 degrees (not that it actually has been, damnit), it's like a heatwave. And I'm going to go back home and it'll be 60 degrees and I'll adjust to that and then come back here in January which is the worst month coldness-wise and I will freeze to death. I need to buy more warm clothes.
Oh but I got my geology paper first draft back and my professor thought it was great and all I need to edit is stupid grammar stuff (since I didn't look over the paper at all when I was done, so some of the stuff is really terribly worded) and that my presentation last Thursday was very good and yeah. That makes me feel good. I wrote one another paper this semester and did well on it, but this professor I actually respect and think is intelligent and such whereas the other... not as much. So it means more that he likes my paper. Too bad the two papers I wrote this past weekend weren't nearly as good. What really sucks was I thought of a really good idea for my astronomy paper but it was last night at like 10 PM and I already wrote the paper and ok, it was only 5 pages, but I really didn't want to have to go back to the library and rewrite it. So whatever. If I get a B in astronomy, oh well.
Um, what else. I can't believe this is the last week of classes already! I feel like I've both been here a really long time and I just got here. I actually ended up really enjoying all my classes this semester, even that women, gender, and sexuality studies one that I didn't really like at the start (I mean, the professor is still pretty eh, but it's a ridiculously easy class, and a lot of the articles we read and discussions we had were really interesting). But I am happy that the semester is over. I need a break now.
