Wondering Thoughts of a USMC Veteran

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Sunday, September 11, 2005

Back in the Computer Lab

I'm back in the computer lab. I am becoming a regular here. It seems that I often end up frustrated when I come here. Today I went to do my homework for my engineering class and found that it once again consisted of questions that require personal info or the making of lists. I'm not big on these types of questions. One asks me to write a page on why I chose to become an engineering major. Can you say, "None of your damn business!?!" Like I said, I'm feeling a little frustrated. I'm going to have to sit down and read the two chapters these questions are out of, so I have an idea about what answer is being looked for. I prefer to just answer the question and read later, this makes sure the homework is done even if I don't have time to finish the reading. My engineering professor insists on having the homework he assigns on Friday turned in on Tuesday, even though the class doesn't meet again until Friday. This means that I don't really have time to read what he assigns, don't forget I have five other classes to worry about...or is it six. Does the chemistry lab count as a class? It's a three hour class with its own homework, so I think that it should. Speaking of which, I haven't finished my lab homework yet. Not due 'till Thursday, so I have a little time. The big catch about time is that I have hockey Monday, Tuesday, and Wednsday nights this week. That doesn't leave much time in the evenings for studying. Thank God I made enough money this summer that I don't have to work.

Word on the street is I got the job at the Forestry office that I applied for. They haven't called my yet, but I live with the admin. lady, so I have access to certain information. This is refreshing, it means I have a job lined up for next summer and medical to boot. (This is where I started writing what is now the post above; felt like it deserved it's own post.)

Brandon

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