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Tuesday, 8 December 2009 11:37 amI think I'm mostly finished with that project in art. It's looking mighty impressive thus far. :D
Loooooads of history homework to do. 23 IDs (four of them are analysis only, which... is not as cool as people make it out to be) and the second paragraph of the essay that we aren't writing (except for the part where we are).
When I got up this morning to finish my English IDs, Google informed me that it was -2 degrees out. My knowledge of degrees Celcius is weak (20 is nice, 0 is ice, 30 is hot, 10 is not, and anything under 0 is below 32F) but that's about 28 degrees Fahrenheit. I don't know if I should be glad that I live somewhere I can complain that it's freezing when it's 28 degrees, or if I shouldn't complain because there are places where I would be glad it was 28 degrees.
Nonetheless, I wore my gloves today and got into Waller's classroom as soon as I possibly could. It is ungodlywarm in Waller's classroom. I actually had to take off my jackets after a few minutes in there.
Speaking of English class, we got our very first ever essays back. They were graded on the AP scale (though apparently Waller grades harder than the people grading the actual AP test do, which is a good thing) and I got a 6 or 7. (No, really. It said 6/7. As in six, or maybe seven. Or maybe six.) That's passing, and apparently not many people in the class usually manage that on the first try, so I...should be happy, shouldn't I? I still want to improve, because I know I can do better than a six or a seven, but I don't really want to talk to Waller about it because I feel like I don't have as much of a right to do that as the students who got worse essay scores than I did do. It's weird, and I know that really, I have the same right to talk over my essay as everyone else, I just... feel weird about it, like I'm depriving the opportunity from someone who "needs" it more than I do.
Loooooads of history homework to do. 23 IDs (four of them are analysis only, which... is not as cool as people make it out to be) and the second paragraph of the essay that we aren't writing (except for the part where we are).
When I got up this morning to finish my English IDs, Google informed me that it was -2 degrees out. My knowledge of degrees Celcius is weak (20 is nice, 0 is ice, 30 is hot, 10 is not, and anything under 0 is below 32F) but that's about 28 degrees Fahrenheit. I don't know if I should be glad that I live somewhere I can complain that it's freezing when it's 28 degrees, or if I shouldn't complain because there are places where I would be glad it was 28 degrees.
Nonetheless, I wore my gloves today and got into Waller's classroom as soon as I possibly could. It is ungodlywarm in Waller's classroom. I actually had to take off my jackets after a few minutes in there.
Speaking of English class, we got our very first ever essays back. They were graded on the AP scale (though apparently Waller grades harder than the people grading the actual AP test do, which is a good thing) and I got a 6 or 7. (No, really. It said 6/7. As in six, or maybe seven. Or maybe six.) That's passing, and apparently not many people in the class usually manage that on the first try, so I...should be happy, shouldn't I? I still want to improve, because I know I can do better than a six or a seven, but I don't really want to talk to Waller about it because I feel like I don't have as much of a right to do that as the students who got worse essay scores than I did do. It's weird, and I know that really, I have the same right to talk over my essay as everyone else, I just... feel weird about it, like I'm depriving the opportunity from someone who "needs" it more than I do.
