Stalker Survey

The problem with doing this, now, unfortunately, is that a fair number of you know me in real life (preventing any and all "stalker" identity, considering how open I am), and, hell, I'm now dating the person who would most likely have relished this challenge-- which means it's really no challenge at all, lol . . .

( Stalker Survey )

In other news, I feel like my brain is crushed against one side of my skull and bruising. I'm probably going to need that, today, for my examination in an hour . . .

My tongue is speckled. (I do feel less feverish, however . . . ).

Anybody good at diagnosing stuff?

Stalker Survey

The problem with doing this, now, unfortunately, is that a fair number of you know me in real life (preventing any and all "stalker" identity, considering how open I am), and, hell, I'm now dating the person who would most likely have relished this challenge-- which means it's really no challenge at all, lol . . .

( Stalker Survey )

In other news, I feel like my brain is crushed against one side of my skull and bruising. I'm probably going to need that, today, for my examination in an hour . . .

My tongue is speckled. (I do feel less feverish, however . . . ).

Anybody good at diagnosing stuff?

What? It Was A Good Day?

( Quizzes )

So, today went from rather bad to pretty good, actually.

I slept all the way through the night, being so sick ("You didn't even wake up to use the bathroom, once!" Lisa remarked, in awe, this morning . . . ). Yeah, Nyquil. I slept through Japanese, as I had intended. I woke up with an aching pain in my head, but feeling less feverish. Plus, I had my Linguistics Examination, so I had to carry on.

Danny walked me to Linguistics, since his first class was also at 11:30, and his classroom was in that general direction, too. As for the examination . . . well, let's just say I'd be lucky if I was positive on even three of those answers. All I need is something that doesn't pull my grade below a 60-- and I'm even worried . . .

(I didn't even get to draw trees )-: it was a scantron . . . )

So then I read the readings for Japanese Literature (The Confessions of Lady Nijou-- more angst. Really, most classical Japanese literature takes the form of the average Xanga . . . ), and participated fairly well, in class, in spite of my aching head. There was some drama as Professor Brecher decided to openly and anonymously critique our papers "in general" at the end of class-- there needed to be less quotes (oh, I could kill Writing I, for teaching me that, when I never used to do it, before!), more specific topics of argumentation, etc-- but it all turned out alright when I got my paper back and realized I had actually gotten a 92%. Woot! So, I guess maybe there's a hope that I get an A-, at least, in one of my classes. Good God dammit, lol . . .

In Japanese, I was really worried, as I had such a headache. It was really unfortunate, I realized, that it was two memorized-conversation-involving "ACT" classes. Yet I did pretty well-- very well, possibly, in fact. Michellanne was all like, "Yoku dekimashita, nee!" and Aridome-sensei even came up to me, after class, as I was waiting for Danny, and patted me on the shoulder and said, "You're doing really very well. Keep that up!" So . . . woot!

(So maybe perhaps I should have gone to the morning ACT class, too, after all . . . /-: . . . )

I am posting scores from the STALKER SURVEY here:

( Scores )

What? It Was A Good Day?

( Quizzes )

So, today went from rather bad to pretty good, actually.

I slept all the way through the night, being so sick ("You didn't even wake up to use the bathroom, once!" Lisa remarked, in awe, this morning . . . ). Yeah, Nyquil. I slept through Japanese, as I had intended. I woke up with an aching pain in my head, but feeling less feverish. Plus, I had my Linguistics Examination, so I had to carry on.

Danny walked me to Linguistics, since his first class was also at 11:30, and his classroom was in that general direction, too. As for the examination . . . well, let's just say I'd be lucky if I was positive on even three of those answers. All I need is something that doesn't pull my grade below a 60-- and I'm even worried . . .

(I didn't even get to draw trees )-: it was a scantron . . . )

So then I read the readings for Japanese Literature (The Confessions of Lady Nijou-- more angst. Really, most classical Japanese literature takes the form of the average Xanga . . . ), and participated fairly well, in class, in spite of my aching head. There was some drama as Professor Brecher decided to openly and anonymously critique our papers "in general" at the end of class-- there needed to be less quotes (oh, I could kill Writing I, for teaching me that, when I never used to do it, before!), more specific topics of argumentation, etc-- but it all turned out alright when I got my paper back and realized I had actually gotten a 92%. Woot! So, I guess maybe there's a hope that I get an A-, at least, in one of my classes. Good God dammit, lol . . .

In Japanese, I was really worried, as I had such a headache. It was really unfortunate, I realized, that it was two memorized-conversation-involving "ACT" classes. Yet I did pretty well-- very well, possibly, in fact. Michellanne was all like, "Yoku dekimashita, nee!" and Aridome-sensei even came up to me, after class, as I was waiting for Danny, and patted me on the shoulder and said, "You're doing really very well. Keep that up!" So . . . woot!

(So maybe perhaps I should have gone to the morning ACT class, too, after all . . . /-: . . . )

I am posting scores from the STALKER SURVEY here:

( Scores )