I met with my counsellor this afternoon to change the course of my education, yet again. This was a big decision for me, setting the course of my life for the next two years. I think I’ve finally figured it out.
I have decided to drop the social studies education degree and complete my sociology degree. [...]

I finished my second project for my “educational technology” course last night. We had to make a PowerPoint presentation and include an assessment at the end. This project goes into our electronic portfolio, which is then evaluated by our graduate teaching assistant (GTA), and stays in our portfolio through the duration of our stay in [...]

I’ve decided to skip class today. I skipped Monday as well and only stayed for fifteen minutes yesterday.
Today I’m skipping because the migraine headache I woke up with is giving me insane bouts of nausea. I attempted to eat something, managing about ten spoonfulls, but couldn’t go on. Hopefully it is enough to guard my [...]

That is how long it has been since I have had to purchase tampons.
According to my archives (which I have yet to import), on June 25, 2002, I went to MalWart to buy tampons and when the gal checked me through, the box rang up as $0.50. We both agreed it must have been an [...]

The exam on Friday went well and I should find out what grade I got today, possibly tomorrow. I don’t want to go to class today, but attendance is taken and points are deducted if we don’t show. I believe that any class that has required attendance, enforced through grade penalties, is not a class [...]

In my technology and education course we actually have exams. Exams were not a part of my two previous Maymester courses, and I’m slightly pissed-off that the instructor crammed two exams into a four-week course. Yes. Three projects. Two exams. Four weeks.
I have only read part of chapter one of the text, and this exam [...]

I decided to skip class this afternoon and instead go with George to spend money on more “bones”, treats, and toys. We’re trying to find a chewable toy he will play fetch with. He loves tennis balls and the squeaky tire, but eventually he’ll take them across the yard (”If you won’t let me chew [...]