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Today would be an awesome day for a snow day. Just sayin'.

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Getting cooler. Not really cold, yet, but getting towards sweatshirt weather. Still flipflop weather, but then I could wear sandals up until the day it snows, and maybe even then, if it's a dry snow. Nevada climate makes me happy just about all the time it's not summer. Or twenty below.

This semester's classes are going along. Not that they're going nicely, mind you, or that I know where they're going, but... I'm still reaching for an A in all of them, but for calculus and chemistry it's turning into quite a stretch. It's hard to know where I am in calc since my comprehension level oscillates nearly every day. Did I understand the homework I did? Nope. Did I understand the lecture? Yes, mostly, I think. Can I do tonight's homework? Yes, until I really, really can't. It's a bit disheartening to get my homework back with a giant "NO!" (with the exclamation mark) written next to almost every question. But for all that I'm doing okay on the quizzes. It's kind of confusing. And amusing because this class is pretty vocal when they're all confused. Not in a mean snarky way or anything, though.

Chemistry is hard only in the sense that I have to fit it in around calc homework and there's enough busy work assigned in chem that I can't really process the concepts because I spend a lot of time doing the worksheets instead of learning the concepts. Also? It's really hard to care about anything at 8am. Which may be why I've relapsed back to coffee.

I'm taking some time off from the orchestra so as to retain the sanity I still possess, but they have a concert coming up. I hear the cello section is up to twelve people, so I doubt they'll really miss me.


Looking forward to this weekend's excursion to Apple Hill, but I have so much that needs to be done in the next three days.

Just finished reading Tina Fey's book, Bossypants. It's hilariously funny and the way she writes is amazing.

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Oct. 10th, 2011

Today was normal Monday shenanigans. And I have a new cousin. Yes, yet another cousin. But she's pretty cute, so I can't complain too much.

This weekend I made grape jelly. No one died, except the grapes, and it didn't taste bad at all. So I'm filing that under the "success" column because that list is awfully short these days.

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Calculus is the only class I've had where I can easily take 10 pages of notes in one class and not understand anything I wrote down.

You know, it would be nice if my state made the national news for something positive, for once.


Sep. 5th, 2011

Bah, headcolds suck. Having a fever that comes and goes makes everything more exhausting than it should be. As if it weren't hot enough allready...

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I had a post, but lj ate it and i'm too tired ofmy phones tiny keyboard to redo it.

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Aug. 12th, 2011

So I'm through with summer session. Well, technically, classes ended last week, but the session isn't over until grades are submitted, and that's tomorrow (well, okay, today). And since I am eternally doomed to have the most procrastinating teachers, he still has not submitted grades. Which for a normal class I wouldn't even care that much about, since in a normal class I would be able to pretty accurately guess my grade by the last day.

Except. There were exactly three graded assignments in his class. A midterm, a "paper" (not even going there) and a final, each worth precisely 33.33333... percent of my final grade. Now, the midterm and final were both essays that had to be written in the space of the two-hour class period. By hand. On blank, unlined pages. So even though I did okay on the first two, I am literally at the mercy of the final as to whether or not I pass the class because, hey, it's a third of my grade. And I still do not know. Eight days later, I have no clue. And there is almost nothing more intimidating than sitting down to an on-the-fly essay worth a third of the course grade whose prompt starts with "comprehensively describe..."

I should back up far enough to point out that this was a cultural humanities course ostensibly covering the history, politics, literature, art, science, philosophy, etc, from the middle ages to, well, now. I say ostensibly because in reality we skipped everything but philosophy because the instructor was a philosophy doctorate. Which means it was, basically, a philosophy class. With maybe a little history thrown in for context, but not much. And on the final he graciously let us choose which of the two we'd rather comprehensively describe: existentialism or the period spanning World War I through the end of World War II (both wars, the depression, totalitarianism, etc). And since I'm not nearly anguished enough to truly understand Sartre, I chose the latter. Because I was fairly sure I knew enough history to pull it off even though two hours wasn't nearly enough time to truly "comprehensively" describe everything that happened.

Except. I realized the other night that I totally left out Italy. In both wars. Just completely spaced an entire country, fascists and all. And how do you go into any sort of detail at all about either of the world wars and the rise of totalitarianism without at least mentioning Italy? Bah. Looking forward to fall. At least calculus is a lot less subjective.


Jun. 29th, 2011

"Pyramid spaceships and parasitic aliens!"

-My initial thesis inclination when assigned a research paper on the legacy of ancient Egypt.

(~facepalm) My grasp of history has been indelibly altered by decades of TV sci-fi.




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