April 9th
Play ominous music here. Both my lab reports were due today. We had our last optics class with Alex today. It was a very nice review session and again, I learned so much. I've been really lucky with professors here; they're all great. I turned in my completed lab, freshly printed from the physics lab, and all was good. One down, one to go.
After class, I went back to the physics lab and worked on my other lab report until it was finished.
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Oh wait, and then I realized had to copy pages of my lab notebook that I didn't have. Then I began the walk back to the Village, got the notebook, ran to the library, made copies, attached them to the new lab report, and voila! lab report complete. While I was leaving the library with stapled copy in hand, I ran into Jay, who was still ill, but looking better at least. I am so glad I haven't gotten sick here yet. I'm attributing it to the 3 liters of orange juice I drink each week.
Ok, two down. Now to tackle my aesthetics paper...
I started working and I was getting productive for a period of time. During this, the maintenance folk returned our couch which was lovely.
I began to lose my productivity and I restricted myself to no Facebook until I read the entire reading of Hegel. I got about 10 pages away from finishing when Tara called me and asked if I wanted to go out. As a reward to myself for finishing those lovely lab reports and instead of working on my aesthetics paper all night, which was my original plan, I decided to go out to Uni Bar with Tara and Tara. It was a good plan. We came, we saw, we conquered. We met an Aussie named Angus "who brings the beef" (to a BBQ last week, long story) who has EXCELLENT taste in music. Seriously though, we bonded over his iPod until my purse broke and I went home. I also found out that some of my lovely Australearner friends also enjoy The Postal Service as much as I do. This was great news.
Obligatory picture:
That's Angus, Lindsey, Janaki, Kathleen, and me on the end.
Oh, and when I got home, in my lovely stupor, I forced myself to read the ending of Hegel. I got three pages away from finishing before I quit, likely because of this little incident with my pen:
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I'm not going to lie. I have no idea what the hell I was doing, but it was damn fun.
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