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Mar. 12th, 2004
Why Dr. F is the coolest ever.
Mar. 12th, 2004 01:25 amTonight my astronomy professor made a reference to 'Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex'.
Word.
Word.
Nickname meme
Mar. 12th, 2004 07:13 pmMine's surprisingly easy.
If you call me framlingem, you're someone I met on LJ in the last two weeks.
If you call me Em, you're everyone else.
Wow.
(Unless you're my mother and annoyed with me, in which case I'm Emily Claire F------)
If you call me framlingem, you're someone I met on LJ in the last two weeks.
If you call me Em, you're everyone else.
Wow.
(Unless you're my mother and annoyed with me, in which case I'm Emily Claire F------)
Start hyperventilating... now.
Mar. 12th, 2004 09:40 pmSo I forgot to set my alarm to 'on' last night. I had Folklore class at 8:30... woke up at nine-thirty, figured I'd get the notes off Ashton, rolled over and went back to sleep. Happy sleep.
Ashton sits down next to me in Geography this afternoon, as usual, and I say 'What did I miss this morning?'. She turns to me, wide-eyed, and says, 'You weren't THERE?'
Naturally I'm a bit upset about this, because we always sit next to each other and help each other out with notes and stuff if someone didn't get it down fast enough, so I figured she'd notice my absence. I tell her this, and she says 'Em, the test was today'.
'No,' sez I, 'it's next Friday. You're kidding me, aren't you? It's next Friday!!' (My face has frozen into a rictus of fear and my voice has gone up into a range Sarah Brightman would be proud to reach)
It was today.
Apparently the class was half-empty, though, so I can't have been the only one to screw up. I've emailed Dr. A with a begging, pleading 'I'm SO sorry, I didn't realise, can I make up the test or write an extra paper or something, pleeeeeease?' email, and if he hasn't gotten back to me by Monday Ashton's going to help me storm his office.
I do NOT need this.
ARGH.
(N, this stays AWAY from Mum and Dad's ears, got that?)
*remembers to breathe*
Ashton sits down next to me in Geography this afternoon, as usual, and I say 'What did I miss this morning?'. She turns to me, wide-eyed, and says, 'You weren't THERE?'
Naturally I'm a bit upset about this, because we always sit next to each other and help each other out with notes and stuff if someone didn't get it down fast enough, so I figured she'd notice my absence. I tell her this, and she says 'Em, the test was today'.
'No,' sez I, 'it's next Friday. You're kidding me, aren't you? It's next Friday!!' (My face has frozen into a rictus of fear and my voice has gone up into a range Sarah Brightman would be proud to reach)
It was today.
Apparently the class was half-empty, though, so I can't have been the only one to screw up. I've emailed Dr. A with a begging, pleading 'I'm SO sorry, I didn't realise, can I make up the test or write an extra paper or something, pleeeeeease?' email, and if he hasn't gotten back to me by Monday Ashton's going to help me storm his office.
I do NOT need this.
ARGH.
(N, this stays AWAY from Mum and Dad's ears, got that?)
*remembers to breathe*
