Nonstop awesomeness
Aug. 26th, 2005 07:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jedusor*points to title* That's what today was. Seriously, it was the best day I've had in a while.
I got up at eight, had a bagel, and trotted off for the bus, Student Activities Council collage in hand. My algebra teacher is a moron, but I'm doing all right anyway, I think. Check with me again after I get the results of tomorrow's quiz back. I was supposed to have SAC office hours, but there was nobody there. They were all tie-dying with the UPS guys out front. Which is honestly pretty cool. I chatted with a UPS guy for a while, then went to the library with the intention of starting in on homework. I sat down, pulled out a pencil, and proceeded to spend an hour writing an essay about the concept of loving America and how I relate to the idea. This was not homework, by the way, just something that popped into my brain, and I felt better after I'd written it.
In French, we were supposed to team up into pairs and compose a conversation consisting of the vocabulary words we've learned so far. Leanne, my partner, had somehow located a list of French swear words. The teacher was listening with a great deal of amusement to quite a bit of our argument over whether or not it would be okay to use any of them in our dialogue, so I knew she wouldn't be horrified by much... so when Leanne insulted me in her part of the dialogue, I responded with derision, "Mange moi!" ("Eat me!") Far from being horrified, Madame Brandt, after she stopped laughing, actually gave me extra credit for creative use of French. I shit thee not. I love this teacher.
Then was the Advocates 4 Better Government officer meeting, which four of the five officers attended. At one point, we voted on what topic the first general debate will be on, and the vote was split in half. I jokingly suggested Rock, Paper, Scissors, and no one could think of a better idea, so I beat Victor's pants off in a two-out-of-three game. As secretary, I'm responsible for recording the meetings, typing up the minutes and sending them to Stephanie to check over before passing them out. After the meeting, I went to the computer lab to type them up because I had some spare time, and I was there for about five minutes before Victor sat down at the computer next to me and engaged me in a roughly 45-minute argument about Macs vs. PCs. During this time, I was typing up the minutes. I noticed he was watching my screen, so I added in, "The vote was split evenly between Iraq and Social Security. Julia and Victor debated using Rock-Paper-Scissors to determine the outcome- Madame Secretary’s sk1llz far surpassed those of the lowly historian, and the debate topic will be Social Security." His reaction amused me, but the e-mail returning the checked-over minutes amused me more: Stephanie actually left it in, "lowly historian" and all. I cracked up for about ten minutes when I got it.
I tried and failed to enroll in honors seminar- apparently I need a letter from one person, a form from another and permission from a third before I can enroll in a class that Ms. Harrington supposedly kept open for enrollment. It's a pain, but it would be more of a pain if I had to take classes next summer. It'll get sorted out tomorrow, though, and all is well.
Chess club went well. Ryan was there, Mollie's brother, and so was his mom. She actually said hi to me, albeit not too warmly. I played an hour-and-a-half-long game with Kat, which I almost managed to stalemate again, and then a maybe ten-minute game with a kid called Thomas who played fast, wildly and well. I spotted Kat with the new Andrew Clements book, "Things Not Seen," and we had a brief wrestling match between there and the reference desk to determine who got to check it out first. David said he could order another and have it in tomorrow, though, so no hard feelings. Right, Kat? Right?
I got home, wrote my response to the English reading and went over algebra for the quiz tomorrow. I'll do the French audio if I have time before class- must remember to budget time for that tomorrow afternoon. I called Karen, and it looks like I'm going to get to go to the Renaissance fair and help with her psychic booth in exchange for free admission, lunch, and tips. That should be fun.
I'm feeling very optimistic right now. Life is going well. Now, hot tub and bed.
I got up at eight, had a bagel, and trotted off for the bus, Student Activities Council collage in hand. My algebra teacher is a moron, but I'm doing all right anyway, I think. Check with me again after I get the results of tomorrow's quiz back. I was supposed to have SAC office hours, but there was nobody there. They were all tie-dying with the UPS guys out front. Which is honestly pretty cool. I chatted with a UPS guy for a while, then went to the library with the intention of starting in on homework. I sat down, pulled out a pencil, and proceeded to spend an hour writing an essay about the concept of loving America and how I relate to the idea. This was not homework, by the way, just something that popped into my brain, and I felt better after I'd written it.
In French, we were supposed to team up into pairs and compose a conversation consisting of the vocabulary words we've learned so far. Leanne, my partner, had somehow located a list of French swear words. The teacher was listening with a great deal of amusement to quite a bit of our argument over whether or not it would be okay to use any of them in our dialogue, so I knew she wouldn't be horrified by much... so when Leanne insulted me in her part of the dialogue, I responded with derision, "Mange moi!" ("Eat me!") Far from being horrified, Madame Brandt, after she stopped laughing, actually gave me extra credit for creative use of French. I shit thee not. I love this teacher.
Then was the Advocates 4 Better Government officer meeting, which four of the five officers attended. At one point, we voted on what topic the first general debate will be on, and the vote was split in half. I jokingly suggested Rock, Paper, Scissors, and no one could think of a better idea, so I beat Victor's pants off in a two-out-of-three game. As secretary, I'm responsible for recording the meetings, typing up the minutes and sending them to Stephanie to check over before passing them out. After the meeting, I went to the computer lab to type them up because I had some spare time, and I was there for about five minutes before Victor sat down at the computer next to me and engaged me in a roughly 45-minute argument about Macs vs. PCs. During this time, I was typing up the minutes. I noticed he was watching my screen, so I added in, "The vote was split evenly between Iraq and Social Security. Julia and Victor debated using Rock-Paper-Scissors to determine the outcome- Madame Secretary’s sk1llz far surpassed those of the lowly historian, and the debate topic will be Social Security." His reaction amused me, but the e-mail returning the checked-over minutes amused me more: Stephanie actually left it in, "lowly historian" and all. I cracked up for about ten minutes when I got it.
I tried and failed to enroll in honors seminar- apparently I need a letter from one person, a form from another and permission from a third before I can enroll in a class that Ms. Harrington supposedly kept open for enrollment. It's a pain, but it would be more of a pain if I had to take classes next summer. It'll get sorted out tomorrow, though, and all is well.
Chess club went well. Ryan was there, Mollie's brother, and so was his mom. She actually said hi to me, albeit not too warmly. I played an hour-and-a-half-long game with Kat, which I almost managed to stalemate again, and then a maybe ten-minute game with a kid called Thomas who played fast, wildly and well. I spotted Kat with the new Andrew Clements book, "Things Not Seen," and we had a brief wrestling match between there and the reference desk to determine who got to check it out first. David said he could order another and have it in tomorrow, though, so no hard feelings. Right, Kat? Right?
I got home, wrote my response to the English reading and went over algebra for the quiz tomorrow. I'll do the French audio if I have time before class- must remember to budget time for that tomorrow afternoon. I called Karen, and it looks like I'm going to get to go to the Renaissance fair and help with her psychic booth in exchange for free admission, lunch, and tips. That should be fun.
I'm feeling very optimistic right now. Life is going well. Now, hot tub and bed.
