I have never written anything that long in my life, 21 pages, 5 thousand-some-odd words *yeesh* no wonder it took me so long to sort it all out. Yet, though I know that the paper I turned in is pretty darn good, I'm not sure if it is the paper I ought to have written. Reading the essay prompt again I'm a bit worried...there were many ways to go about my particular subject and I chose the one I was most comfortable with, goodness knows he can't fault me for lack of research, but I think it was slightly off *sigh* but all will be well. I almost wish I didn't love the prof. so much, it would be easier to be ok with not writing the paper he wanted...at least I'm sure it wasn't terrible, that is the worst feeling.
We've been returning our books four or five at a time since friday night, I still have a nice little pile next to my bed tho, so does G (perhaps I should call her D to avoid confusion), but the room isn't the maze it was before...I was building a wall of FLW books, a fortress of solitude. He would have been proud.
We had a bio exam today. Because of my paper I couldn't/didn't study for it until saturday evening and last night, so I was more than a little nervous, but I think it went really well... I missed one, reallllllly easy, question because I didn't read it properly *grrr* so there's two points off right there...
Now all I have between me and break is drawing in an hour, anime club tonight, spanish tomorrow, and a drive home in the snow/rain/sleet with M and M's parents. I think I can wait that long...and there will be two thanksgivings, of widely divergent composition, and good friends waiting for me. *huzzah*.
But now I must trek out into the cold rain to get my drawing things in order *shivver* I'd much rather stay in here.
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