Today marked the end of my first term of college. I turned in my research paper and took my Biology final. Monday, I had the Calculus final. It was a bitch. Tuesday I had to turn in my Conflict in the Ancient World essay. It was a solid essay. I'm pretty sure that I will get As in everything except for Calc.
My calculus professor is a dick. I have him next term because he is the only Calc II professor, but he doesn't really teach. He plays around on his computer and throws up a program that half the class doesn't understand. I had taken calculus three times before I went into this class. I aced the last two I was in, but the school didn't offer enough math classes for me to go straight into Calc III and still be a Biology & Math major. It was a bitter pill, and I knew that this class wouldn't be simple. But I never expected to assume that everything I knew about calculus was wrong. That pissed me off. He just ignored our questions and focused on roundabout versions of extremely basic computations.
Regardless, I think I will do moderately in that class.
On the side, I really hate commercials about adoption. If a teenager gets pregnant, they deserve to do a little work to figure out what to do. Although it is probably more likely that the mother doesn't pay very much attention to case studies or options...
Eh. Gonna go watch this marathon of Best Ink
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