We're almost halfway through the first term already, and I could kill for a midterm break. I never knew how unbelieveably valuable three or four days off school can be until you don't have them.
No, instead, they give us progress tests to, ha ha, test our progress. I wonder if they've realised that we don't retain anything in the first six weeks, much less the whole year, so testing us means unnecessary stress on both parts.
We have to learn and commit to memory things that we barely grasp in the first place. Proof? What proof? You think we actually know the fluid flow derivations inside and out enough to reproduce the proof based on pure instinct? Yeah Right. We don't even understand the damn thing, so, like in all other cases of desperation, we end up memorising lines and lines of derivation. Tough luck if you're dyselxic. All those curly d's and deltas can be a real pain in the ass.
Labs start this week too. This afternoon actually, an inspiring three hour session that effectively doubles the class time for today. And it's so cold outside.
This week also plays host to the elections that will determine the next four years of America (four years, is that right?). Because of poor information and time-zone calculations on my part, I can only hazard a guess that it'll happen sometime between today and tomorrow. As it stands, when one candidate wins, about half the nation'll be demanding recounts and blaming underhanded tactics and conspiracies in bitter disappointment.
It looks like America'll have a tough time deciding between a couple of complete tits under the bombardment of masses of advertisements and rallies. Give human beings a vote and it gets complicated.
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