Thesis = suck.
I applied to Stanford. I think I sent everything. On to the others, I suppose . . .
I nearly fell asleep during my Latin final this morning. I don't think I was taking it seriously enough. As it was, I went to the Writing Center afterwards, locked the door, and took a two-hour nap on the couch. I had this really weird dream where I was observing this separatist ethnic/religious (I think) group, and it was like an episode of Law & Order. Then Schwa was singing, and we witnessed something (probably to do with the strange group), so we all got offered increases in our voice lesson grades for our silence. Instead of getting the bump to an A+, though, I only got an A-, as Jeff Grant explained to me, because, material witness or not, I hadn't turned in that fifth voice review. Then when I woke up I went outside and it was snowing but the sun was shining. I was confused for a very long time.
I applied to Stanford. I think I sent everything. On to the others, I suppose . . .
I nearly fell asleep during my Latin final this morning. I don't think I was taking it seriously enough. As it was, I went to the Writing Center afterwards, locked the door, and took a two-hour nap on the couch. I had this really weird dream where I was observing this separatist ethnic/religious (I think) group, and it was like an episode of Law & Order. Then Schwa was singing, and we witnessed something (probably to do with the strange group), so we all got offered increases in our voice lesson grades for our silence. Instead of getting the bump to an A+, though, I only got an A-, as Jeff Grant explained to me, because, material witness or not, I hadn't turned in that fifth voice review. Then when I woke up I went outside and it was snowing but the sun was shining. I was confused for a very long time.