Hello All~
If anyone ever tells you that professors care about what is going on in your other classes, use the following form to educate them on real life:
1: Ask the person where you can find the hole they've been living in and fill it in.
2: Remind the person that you are a college student, and therefore know everything, and therefore are always right about everything.
3: Kindly ask the person if they'd do your homework for the week to see if they feel the same way about your professors.
Ok, so perhaps that's not as much a form to follow as it is what I said to someone this weekend, but I digress. My point is, I have two huge research papers due this semester, one for Paideia and one for my Art History course. I tried to be savvy and find something from both classes that I could do the same topic on and only write one paper. Alas, when one class is covering the conquest of the Mayas and the other is covering high renaissance and baroque art in Europe, finding a common topic was near to impossible. So, now I get the opportunity to write two full fledged research papers over this semester. Woo. Hoo.
Apart from that dismal fact, I also ended up in the ER this weekend. It wasn't anything big, the doctors just thought I had meningitis. Like I said, nothing big. As you can probably figure due to my not being dead, I ended up not having anything but some freaky virus. It was my first scare of the year though. I did have my vaccines though, so I guess that makes me safe for a bit longer than 8 months. Either way, I'm just going to throw this out there, I'd suggest getting all the vaccines, even the suggested ones for your pre-college physical (aka one fun time). It can't hurt, and living on close quarters for the first time in your life can do some freaky things to your immune system.
Now that I've frightened everyone with morbidity, on to a brighter note from the sunny side of college life (which in general, is the much larger of the two). I am currently taking lessons with my Jazz Band director, Tom Bourcier, to improve my "jazz-ness". Honestly, I can't improv to save my life, so I have really high hopes for these lessons. I came to school this year only knowing how to play notes off of a page, and hopefully when I leave this year (for the summer, don't worry), I hope to be able to do much more than that.
Well, I'm off to the chopping block, my first paper topic is due in an hour!
Later,
Jake
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