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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

This week, and the next, I will find that two very amazing things exist. They are Someone Else's Problem, and Oh Crud I Have Stuff To Do. Because see, these two weeks have been filled with very annoying things that I generally put under "irrelevant bullshit". This Friday, I have my German Oral test. Next week, I need to have both my presentation, and my microbiology website ready for grading. After that, I will have to sit for the German written paper.

That covers the Oh Crud I Have To Do Stuff part of the coming fortnight. Thankfully, much of the issues at hand also happen to be group work. This effectively makes some of the work Someone Else's Problem.

Now, this would be really awesome, if it really were SEP. Unfortunately, nothing is SEP in this place. Reason being that it's pretty impossible to trust anyone to make good on an assignment. And so I shall step in as Editor in Chief, Cleanser of the Unholy scourge of Bad Grammar. Ironic, because I already feel that I have made several past/present/continuous tense errors in this post. It is rather difficult to write in the appropriate tenses, when one mentions both the future and the present, as well as the not-future.

I'm not making any sense.

On the bright side, after next Friday I probably won't feel like killing everyone! Because by then it'll all be revision for the semestral exam. "Semestral" isn't even a word.

-Joe

Lost @ 8:48 PM