Sorry I haven't posted in an aeon. For some odd reason, every time I signed on it transfered me to the Kevin something-or-other's dashboard. It was annoying. But it looks as though the problem is cleared up.
I've been exhausted all day. I woke up 15 minutes into my lit class w/ the director of the English dpt (last class of the semester and I break my perfect attendance record by being a half an hour late...). He was annoyed, but what could he do? My last 3 classes went well and now I'm in the English lab all by myself. I think I'll leave early today cause I don't like being here in such silence. Rick, Tina, and Manny are all writing papers for their Friday classes. My Friday classes are boring and dull. Highly unintellectual (except for orchestra which is a blessing and a curse).
I did a wonderful job on my presentation on Tuesday; my teacher even called it "masterful." I'm so proud. She's reputed to never give resounding compliments for student presentations and she came into the English Dpt. office afterwards and went on and on. And this is the woman (the illustrious Dr. Buck) who will be taking the proverbial whip to my hide next semester in the gurueling course, Introduction to English Studies. Basically, she'll be teaching me how to write. I'm good, but I'll be better.
And in response to your respective rants:
Peter: I totally agree. I hope you HAVE sent them a letter about all that. I think the only censorship bureau we should have is one for the English language in general to cut out the revolting grammer people use. Heck, I'd be fined twice before I got my butt into gear and started to speak properly. But I suppose we can't do that with an illiterate president...ooo...did I say that online?
Gato: I agree with you on many levels. What have I been saying for the past year about 28 year old guys? (Peter you'd better go from 27 to 29 when it comes your time...don't let me catch you turning into a 28 year old guy *shudder*) Their birthday comes around and they decide they want to be 15 again. They turn into not-so-gangily, scruffy versions of the hormone machines they used to be...video-gaming till all hours of the night, drooling at anything remotely female, giggling at generic words that can be distorted to something sexual, and the mentality factor splits right down the middle: half become apathetic about anything except themselves and half decide to pick up the nearest banner and run for the line of battle. In other words, I think they'll grow out of it. Then again, I'm an idealistic 18 year old girl. What do I know lol?
And to both of you: I miss you like crazy and LOVE reading your rants. That's why I suggested we start the board: because we always ranted together and it makes me feel close to you guys.
On that note, I'll be home next week! Thursday night to be exact. Friday's my anniversary, but after that I'm free. Let me know what you're up to!
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At 3:24 AM,
Gato said…
Tori, you are my island of yay! :O) after the 20th, you're mine!
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