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School Daze

The end of the semester is coming too fast and not fast enough. Only two more regular weeks of classes, then finals. So close, yet so far. Far, because, well, two weeks is an infintesimally small amount of time to finish the English paper, psychology paper, and geography project I have to do. Not to mention studying for finals. Of course, I'm not even going to bother studying for my psychology final. We had a test last week that I barely studied for, ended up guessing on more than half the questions, and I still got an A on it. That's happened with both tests in that class. I don't know how it happens, but I'm sure it has a lot to do with that teacher just being plain nuts. The other day, when he was doing a sort of review for the test, he mentioned something that a lot of students apparently get confused about. I'm not confused about it because I forgot what it was completely, but I digress. This is the best part. He was relating to us how even he was confused by this concept by starting out, "When I was an abnormal student..." I think I nearly cracked a rib trying not to laugh out loud. Of course he meant, 'abnormal psychology' student, but, well, if you knew him, you'd understand. *snicker* And then today I got a bit of a pleasant surprise in geography. See, for our project, we had to pick a topic a couple months ago, then a couple weeks ago we had to turn in a one page "project proposal" explaining our topic and what research we had done/were planning to do. I kinda waited until the last minute to narrow down my topic, and I didn't write a full page for the proposal; even messing with spacing and margins didn't make it a full page. So I thought my topic was bad and my proposal sucked like a Hoover, but I got full credit on it, and the teacher even wrote "Good topic and well written proposal." Huh. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that I still have to do the project. I found a pretty map to put on the poster board though. That should count for something.

  posted by Tyria @ 13:57


Tuesday, November 25, 2003  
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