I hate writing lab reports![]()
I hate writing lab reports![]()
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
I start back next week so my freedome ends soon
I am back............................
I have to write a huge paper today. It has to be today so that I can do another just exactly like it tomorrow. I've done every other assignment I can think of and I just don't want to do this one. Boy! It sounds like somebody needs a WHAAAaaambulance!
100 pages of reading for a three hour class on empirical research.. You've got to be kidding right?![]()
All I can say is I don't go to school any more.![]()
Sorry i couldn't help my joy. I hope you students do well.![]()
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Snow day!! No school!!!
I'm so happy, now I have an extra day to study for my test.![]()
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
estoy aprendiendo Español. I'm learning Spanish. I'd like to train as a German teacher in England and they prefer teachers to teach two languages in the long run. So I'm studying Spanish on my own. Plus, I'm studying "teaching German as a foreign language". Not taking any courses. I wish someone would set me an exam.!
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
It's still snowing pretty hard here. I think we have around 5 inches so far.
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
It's midterm time and my lowest grade is a 94%! My highest grade is 101.2%! I'm very excited about it. I've heard terrible things about this semester (commonly called Block 1) and we've lost some people due to the heavy workload. It's hard work, too. I feel so good about my grades and the work I’m doing.
I've hit that point where I'm so tired of studying for midterms that I just don't care anymore..bad bad bad.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?