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I have a cold. And a Chinese test tomorrow. Fortunately, the gods of graduate school never give us more than we can bear, and my scary seminar has been postponed until Thursday because we have a guest lecturer. This means:
-No listening to either of the not-so-good teachers we have in that class.
-I can go home after my test tomorrow and get some rest.
-interesting art history readings for class instead of more statistics about coital frequency in the late Qing. Yay!
Also, I got a 98 on my last Chinese test, which should balance out my skipping class to help my flake of a boyfriend make it to California in one piece. So life could be worse.
But I wish I wasn't getting sick.
-No listening to either of the not-so-good teachers we have in that class.
-I can go home after my test tomorrow and get some rest.
-interesting art history readings for class instead of more statistics about coital frequency in the late Qing. Yay!
Also, I got a 98 on my last Chinese test, which should balance out my skipping class to help my flake of a boyfriend make it to California in one piece. So life could be worse.
But I wish I wasn't getting sick.