October 01, 2002 :: 9:52 p.m.
new Buffy = happy lemon
Hullo. I meant to update earlier, but I guess I got preoccupied. So sad. But it's not like I've got a whole lot to say, even now, so it's probably just as well.
My French teacher emailed me my test grade - 98%. That's a fun time, but I'm wondering what I got wrong. I really thought I did everything right. Grr. I suppose I shouldn't nit-pick, though. If I got 98-percents on every test I took, I'd be set. Alas, that is not the case, especially when it comes to the dreaded Statistics. Which has me confused to no end right now, in case you're interested. The homework for Thursday is probability stuff, which was easy at first, but then when I got to Section 4 it revealed itself to be yet another of Evil Math Demon's multiple personalities. Argh. You know... the problem is not that it's hard. The problem is that I am really, really trying to understand it, but it still managed to elude me. Heh. I say "manage" as if eluding me is a difficult task. What a silly thought.
In other, non-academic news, there was a new episode of Buffy tonight. Woo! Yes, I was excited. It was good. And due to some unfortunate car-related events, Adam was free to watch it with me. That was really nice, but I feel bad about the car stuff. His mom was supposed to bring it up tonight, but it got parked in or some such, and badness ensued. His mom has a huge prejudice against his dad, which sucks hardcore. I know it really gets to him, and I do not like to see my baby upset. I will refrain from stating my personal opinions about his mom and her attitude toward his dad, because... well, just because. I think in this case his opinion is pretty much the same as mine, anyway.
I have one dollar to my name. How sad is that? I'll tell you - it's very sad. There's a work-study job opening at the Annville Free Library that could be cool, but the hours are kind of, um, how do I say this... the hours are kind of dinner. Literally. Dinner on weeknights is from 4:30 to 7. This job is from 5 to 7. I have to walk there, and though it's not far away (just a few blocks), I'm really paranoid about being late, so I'd leave early. Which means that I wouldn't be able to eat dinner, or that I'd have to eat it in about .45 seconds. So I don't know. I may see about that, or I may not.
Hmm. What else to say? I got my second major essay assignment today in English. "Writing to interpret information." Ugh. I'm really wishing a glittery little Paper Topic faery would take up residence in one of my desk drawers. I think I may do something about the Salem witch trials, or something similar. Because if I have to write 5-6 pages of stuff, it may as well hold my interest a bit.
All right. I'm off to read Anthro. Cheers.
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