I forgot to bring a stuffed dog this morning to the group presentation. Oh well, I guess I'll just mime it.
We changed the topic after its two main advocates ditched us and dropped the class. The topic is now "how to live a healthier life." Since our group has four people instead of six, like the others, our professor, nice lady that she is, is granting us amnesty on the timing - twelve to sixteen minutes instead of sixteen to twenty. We've got a nice script worked out - moderator, skit, speech, moderator, skit, speech, moderator, skit, speech, moderator. I'm confident that it'll all go fine.
Then I've got English Comp. We have a poetry quiz today, and if I ace that and the take-home test I did yesterday, I don't have to take the final. Here's hoping. I'm actually going to miss the class and my prof, in a weird sort of way. He's funny and down-to-earth, and the class was seldom boring.
The semester is almost over. I'm totally fried, of course, but it's been fun...
Tonight I have rehearsal for fife and drum, because our tattoo is tomorrow night, and our director promises that we're going to rehearse until we have the drill down pat. We start at six. I hope to be done by eleven. (Just kidding.)
We changed the topic after its two main advocates ditched us and dropped the class. The topic is now "how to live a healthier life." Since our group has four people instead of six, like the others, our professor, nice lady that she is, is granting us amnesty on the timing - twelve to sixteen minutes instead of sixteen to twenty. We've got a nice script worked out - moderator, skit, speech, moderator, skit, speech, moderator, skit, speech, moderator. I'm confident that it'll all go fine.
Then I've got English Comp. We have a poetry quiz today, and if I ace that and the take-home test I did yesterday, I don't have to take the final. Here's hoping. I'm actually going to miss the class and my prof, in a weird sort of way. He's funny and down-to-earth, and the class was seldom boring.
The semester is almost over. I'm totally fried, of course, but it's been fun...
Tonight I have rehearsal for fife and drum, because our tattoo is tomorrow night, and our director promises that we're going to rehearse until we have the drill down pat. We start at six. I hope to be done by eleven. (Just kidding.)
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