thursday, may 6



I took my 8 am World Literature II final and.. left smiling. I don't think I made an A, but at least the test tested me on things I was prepared for. It consisted of a bunch of definitions and 6 small essay questions, and I wrote on everything. *sigh* Dr Mellown, you rock.

I then spent 3 hours casually studying for my Survey of English Literature II final at 1 pm and ate a Snickers bar. AS 1 pm grew closer, a woman from the class showed up and we did some last minute quizzing and fretting about the test. The teacher, Dr Bockting, is a great teacher, but very intimidating - I was on the phone with another fellow student last night venting about how hard the test was going to be. Me and Kim get to the classroom and spend another 5 minutes panicking with the rest of the students over how amazingly tough this test was going to be.

Enter Dr Bockting. The exam is handed out and... oh my ghod! I know this stuff! It only consisted of 21 short questions where we were allowed to skip 6, and an essay question (we had two choices) where she had PROVIDED poems to compare and contrast! I compared and contrasted by Wordworth and Lord Byron. Granted it was a rather weak essay (considering it was my 7'th of the day I think I was allowed), but overall it was soooo easy! Yey. Hooray for teachers not wanting to spank their students in the final!

Tonight I'll attempt to study for my two mass media finals tomorrow while watching NBC must-see-tv and tomorrow evening I'll go out and eat a last time with Gene (I know, it'll be the third "last time I do something with Gene" thing, whatever) and go see The Election.

I leave you with a funny thing and a link to where I got this sidebar design - it's the pants worn by.. PantsCat. Oh don't look at me. Look at EDDIE IZZARD instead.



Pantscat

(Talking about virginity as a pair of metaphorical underpants) And so about a year later I gave them to the cat, and said "go on!" ... No! I didn't shag the cat! I gave them to the cat because the cat was in fact Pants Cat! Da na na na na, He wears pants upon his head, his ears go through the leg bits! He is Pants Cat! He is a super hero, he goes into telephone boxes and goes "oooh, I can't reach! But I've got no thumb anyway, so it doesn't matter.."

(Stolen from here!



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