Today is over! YAY!
I didn't have my geology class this morning, nor will I have it on Thursday. However, I need to go visit Dr. R. to talk to him about my previous test score. Twasn't good and very unlike me. With the recent events, I'm sure he'll understand, and I've been doing better with coping with the stress of school and family.
My first class for today was my W131 class. I really started to think I disliked this class, and I still do. I don't dislike the class itself, but I really don't care too much for the other students. Imagine that...
So, I got to class at 11, and as I was walking to that class, I realized I had forgotten my inhaler. It's been almost 3 years since I had a full blown asthma attack, but as most asthmatics will tell you, when you realize you don't have your inhaler, you start stressing and can't breathe, generally. It's like a minute case of separation anxiety. It's a crutch for me. I must have it with me at all times no matter what. I figured I'd be fine throughout the day. After that class, my back starts getting stressed, and my chest begins to tighten. Great. I really needed to stay after class to talk to my instructor about my last paper. I didn't have any complaints, but I plan on using that paper for my midterm that is due next Tuesday. I have to bring in a rough draft on Thursday, but most of that is irrelevant to the rest of the story.
I decided to hurry home. I live about 7 miles from campus, and on a good day, I can make it home on New York St. in about 10 minutes. I had no problems getting home that quick. As soon as I open the door, guess who's there to greet me...Madison. Apparently I had forgotten to lock her crate when I left earlier in the morning. Luckily, she didn't destroy anything or make any kind of mess. I locked her up and e-mailed my sociology prof. to tell him that I would be there no later than 1:30 which would cause me to be a half hour late to class, but I didn't want to totally blow off the class.
I got back to school and in the building at about 1:15. Sweet. I was 15 minutes earlier than expected, and I didn't seem to disrupt the class. Finished that class, and it was onward to political science for my midterm. Oh joy.
The midterm was about 14 questions and a choice of 3 topics to write as an essay for the in-class portion. Not too shabby. We had to pick 10 of the 14 terms to define, and extra credit consideration would be given to the extra 4. Well, I got 9 of them. I got really confused on the last 5 for some reason. I think the events earlier in the day jumbled my brain. I studied those terms all weekend. Oh well. I have a take home essay due next Tuesday, so I'll have to make the very very best of that.
I got my research paper back from my prof. He really liked it. I found out some other stuff that I could do to the paper that I didn't do in my initial rough draft. I got a lot of really good information from various sources on the internet, as well as from Shiva and the Indiana Geological Survey.
I was really dreading writing that paper, but I'm really getting into it. I'm glad I decided to take that topic rather than another, honestly. I guess at least if I totally fuck up on my midterm, I can fall back on my research paper. I still don't like the idea of only being graded on the midterm, the research paper, and the final with no kind of study guides or any other tests prior to the other two. Nine chapters for a midterm was rough. I think it would have helped a little bit had we had a test previously to use as a kind of guide to work with. Can't win them all, I guess.
My first class for today was my W131 class. I really started to think I disliked this class, and I still do. I don't dislike the class itself, but I really don't care too much for the other students. Imagine that...
So, I got to class at 11, and as I was walking to that class, I realized I had forgotten my inhaler. It's been almost 3 years since I had a full blown asthma attack, but as most asthmatics will tell you, when you realize you don't have your inhaler, you start stressing and can't breathe, generally. It's like a minute case of separation anxiety. It's a crutch for me. I must have it with me at all times no matter what. I figured I'd be fine throughout the day. After that class, my back starts getting stressed, and my chest begins to tighten. Great. I really needed to stay after class to talk to my instructor about my last paper. I didn't have any complaints, but I plan on using that paper for my midterm that is due next Tuesday. I have to bring in a rough draft on Thursday, but most of that is irrelevant to the rest of the story.
I decided to hurry home. I live about 7 miles from campus, and on a good day, I can make it home on New York St. in about 10 minutes. I had no problems getting home that quick. As soon as I open the door, guess who's there to greet me...Madison. Apparently I had forgotten to lock her crate when I left earlier in the morning. Luckily, she didn't destroy anything or make any kind of mess. I locked her up and e-mailed my sociology prof. to tell him that I would be there no later than 1:30 which would cause me to be a half hour late to class, but I didn't want to totally blow off the class.
I got back to school and in the building at about 1:15. Sweet. I was 15 minutes earlier than expected, and I didn't seem to disrupt the class. Finished that class, and it was onward to political science for my midterm. Oh joy.
The midterm was about 14 questions and a choice of 3 topics to write as an essay for the in-class portion. Not too shabby. We had to pick 10 of the 14 terms to define, and extra credit consideration would be given to the extra 4. Well, I got 9 of them. I got really confused on the last 5 for some reason. I think the events earlier in the day jumbled my brain. I studied those terms all weekend. Oh well. I have a take home essay due next Tuesday, so I'll have to make the very very best of that.
I got my research paper back from my prof. He really liked it. I found out some other stuff that I could do to the paper that I didn't do in my initial rough draft. I got a lot of really good information from various sources on the internet, as well as from Shiva and the Indiana Geological Survey.
I was really dreading writing that paper, but I'm really getting into it. I'm glad I decided to take that topic rather than another, honestly. I guess at least if I totally fuck up on my midterm, I can fall back on my research paper. I still don't like the idea of only being graded on the midterm, the research paper, and the final with no kind of study guides or any other tests prior to the other two. Nine chapters for a midterm was rough. I think it would have helped a little bit had we had a test previously to use as a kind of guide to work with. Can't win them all, I guess.
posted by Coatcheck Girl @ 10/18/2005 09:38:00 PM
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