School Recap. I'm Boring Like That.

Wee, what a fun day. I don't think I know what sleeping late is any more! XD

At any rate.

School is in full-swing, lemme tell you. I've had two exams already, on in Microeconomics and one in Math.

Microeconomics was a fun exam to get back. The professor did a run down of the grades, and it looked something like...

A: 5
B: 11
C: 16
D: 11
F: 26

...Yeeeeah. The further he went down the chain, the worse we all sank in our seats. Since our median grade was a 64, he gave everybody 6 points so that the median would be at 70. Apparently he does this for every test, so...

Without the buffer, I had a 76... with it, an 82. I went over the test and found out I'd done some math backwards on the problem sets. Simple mistakes, but nonetheless left me a tiny bit cranky. I guess an 82 isn't bad... considering my homework average is a straight 100, I'm sitting on a very low A in the class.

Math was a fun exam, too. She told us that a lot of people did very badly on the first test... then on test day she wasn't there because she was in Arizona... at a football game. Oi. Anyway, we finally got around to getting our tests back, and I had managed a 91. I'll take it, especially since she had everybody so convinced we were gonna fail.

In your face, Math professor.

At any rate, Tuesday is my first big speech in my Public Speaking course. The assignment was to prepare a four-minute informative presentation on human rights in any given scenario (from the approved topics list, of course). I finally chose to do my presentation on the abuse of prisoners after Hurricane Katrina. I spent a grand total of three hours on the damn thing today, getting it accomplished two days before it was due. (This is... very impressive. Normally I'm scrambling Monday night for these things.)

Do I think it's four minutes? No. Do I even think it's an A? No. Probably a B, but doubtful it's an A. I don't strive for perfection in Public Speaking. I hate it anyway, despite having a natural gift for getting up in front of a crowd and being able to give my performance without any notes whatsoever. It's an uncanny talent I have.

You know what's very odd for me? Not having an English class this semester. I finished all my required English courses with the spring term, after composing my amazing A-paper on the theme of "the moment of grace" that's found in Flannery O'Connor's works. (Okay, nobody really cares about it, but I was damn proud of that paper!) I was listening to some other students on Friday as they ranted about their English professors and having to write analytical papers, and realized... outside of having to do research for Public Speaking, I don't have any research essays to write. Liberating!

Yeah, I really had nothing better to ramble about except my educational progression. I can't wait for Tuesday morning, 9:15, when my speech is done.

Until I come up with something better to ramble incessantly about, I'm gonna catch a shower, check up on my laundry, and eventually get around to wondering what Daddy wants to do for dinner. The concept of making ramen again has sorta worn thin.