done with junior year — 3 months ago
spring 08 was insane, but somehow i survived it. now for fall 08 and spring 09…
spring 08 was insane, but somehow i survived it. now for fall 08 and spring 09…
semesters left.
A, A, A-, A-, B. pretty good if you ask me. fall brings my first semester of only taking 3 classes. i will also be tutoring in the writing center. and living off campus. man, i’m halfway there.
did okay in the fall, better than i expected. two Bs, two A-s. now for spring, with five classes, but none of them science-based. should hopefully be the best semester so far.
to the grind.
A-, A-, A, and B.
the B is from sociology, in which i got a C on the midterm and As on everything else… except participation. i got a C+. that really bothers me. i couldn’t gotten an A if i’d talked more.
that leads me to my new goal: talk more in class. you never know when participation is sneaking up on you.
the semester’s over. the year’s over. now i wait until tuesday, when grades will be up. there’s nothing i can do now, so i’m not going to sweat it…
ONE MORE FINAL LEFT.
i am now done with spanish… forever?
it’s been a while. right now i’m 10 pages into my 10-12 page i.a. final paper. tomorrow i will finish it up. i also already gave my presentation. that went okay. i think i gave myself an ulcer over it though.
spanish improved. at the midterm, i had a 94.5. i’m sure i’ll get an A, but it might be an A-. we’re making a video for spanish on thursday. it should be semi-fun.
poetry has been okay, but due to my teacher’s extreme grading system, you have to be a poetry prodigy to get an A. i edited some poems for her and turned them back in, but, as she informed me, “hard work will not earn you an A.” you have to actually be good at poetry. ok then.
sociology has been weird. i got a low C on the midterm and that pissed me off to no end. but then i’ve gotten two (out of three) response papers back… both As. what the hell. so those are 30% of my grade. then there’s participation. oh dear god participation… that is the chunk that i fear most in every class.
but okay, 3 more days of actual school left. 3 papers to finish. and then 2 finals to take. and i’m out of here and done with year uno.
today sucks. we’re not supposed to be in school. i’m bitter. my spanish teacher was very rude to me when i asked a simple question about the quiz… the poem i scanned in poetry was scanned almost entirely wrong… people showed me up in i.a. with their insightful comments… i don’t want to be a student right now anymore.