We got our papers back today... I didn't want mine back. I was so ashamed of that paper. I had no clue what my instructor wanted. The prompt for the paper made absolutely zero sense and it was tough to figure out. When we asked him what exactly it was that he wanted, he was brief and not very helpful... especially when he ended it with, "just do whatever." Just do whatever?!?! What if the "whatever" is wrong??? Ahhhh. We had about one week to do it. Yeah, a week. I'm used to instructors giving us anywhere from 2 1/2weeks to a month to do a paper. A week? For a paper like that? Yikes. Anyway, I was fully expecting an F. Or an F---. Yeah, a 40 or 50% would've done that paper justice... or at least in my eyes. I seriously had no clue.
He handed the papers back (which was pretty much all our class consisted of today, what a waste!)... 100/100. A.
He handed the papers back (which was pretty much all our class consisted of today, what a waste!)... 100/100. A.
WHAT?!?!?! HOW?!?!?! WHAT?!?!?!
That was seriously the worst paper I've ever written. I say that at least once a semester... but I seriously meant it this time. Seriously. I should also mention that I wrote the majority of it the day/night before it was due. Which isn't anything new... but I totally felt the pressure for this one. The sources were mediocre (but for this particular subject, there aren't many available online sources) and one source I used was a dictionary. I used the dictionary for a word/definition I already knew. Ha! I should probably mention that I haven't received 100% on a paper in a few semesters. The closest thing was a 97% last semester?
My mind is still boggled.
Next up? Midterm. On Thursday. Bring it. Briiiiiinggggg iiiiiiittttt.
Brown shirt. Khaki pants. Adorable. I've seen blue jeans and corduroys, but never khaki pants. Homeboy can rock them all. He could probably even rock a kilt. I'm not gonna lie, that could be hot. But yeah, Mr. Cuteness walked passed me as I was cracking up over "Mr. Belvedere." I bet that was real attractive. I'm pretty sure my face was bright red, fully equipped with tears streaming down my face. I couldn't help it. (The episode I was watching was an absolute mess. "Wesley" totally made that show. Well, the banter between "Wesley" and "Mr. Belvedere". Also, I love that "Heather" was obsessed with Duran Duran!)
Speaking of "Mr. Belvedere", I forgot how much I loved that show. I mean, I used to watch that show all the time when I was a kid... but it's been forever since I've watched it. Yet, I can still remember the plots for most of the episodes and I know what's going to happen next. Finding that show on "FamilyNet" last month was a real blessing... haha! And to think I found it by stalking Jason Bateman's TV schedule... haha! "Mr. Belvedere" popped up and I was like "WHAT?!?!?! WHAT CHANNEL?!?!?! TELL ME WE HAVE THAT CHANNEL?!?!?!" But that's not all... they have like every episode on Youtube... which are now on my iPod. So I can watch this lovely show whenever and wherever. Mwahahahaha!!!! Some things never change, I guess!
Again, math sucks. Or at least the level I'm taking does. This chapter sucks. The previous started out a little rough, but I kicked its ass. Mhm. I finished the test in 13 minutes (a personal record, I think?) and scored a 97. Ha! The test was word-for-word/number-for-number of what the study guide was, but still. This next test is a take-home test, because it's so hard... lovely. Aaaaaand she's giving it to us over Spring Break... again, lovely.
One thing that isn't lovely? The San Jose Sharks. They pretty much suck. I'm not one to sugarcoat. They're my team, and have been for about 13 years, now? But dude, they suck. I know they can't win them all... but they could if they tried. They're straight-up pitiful. It's becoming pathetic. They think they can just skate by and hopefully tie the game at the last minute and force OT... at least they'll get a point. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. That's the wrong mentality. Getting a point is nice, but that's NOT the mentality you want. You don't want to be the team that has to constantly play catch-up. They need to get their act together...
AND NO, IT ISN'T MARLEAU'S FAULT. If anything, Marleau's been the only player keeping things afloat this "season"... if it weren't for him, they probably would've lost the first 7 games, as well. If the "fans" or the "media" are going to call out anyone, it should be Thornton, Couture, Clowe, and Boyle. Yeah, I said it.
Now, excuse me while I go play Songpop.
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