Friday, September 14, 2007

6 days. on the brink of another year of soul-eating. I got my course schedule in the mail yesterday, and this is it. the end of bish. the end of all things. this course will take whatever mangled bit of my soul is left after four years of u of t, chew me up, spit me out, and smite my ruin upon the british countryside.


I have a class in public speaking. research reviews, ethics, methodology I can handle. even two classes in statistics, though painful, is tolerable. but man alive, public speaking?


je suis finis.

3 comments:

kt said...

perhaps you should look at it this way - i bet this class is designed for people who have trouble public speaking, and if you're lucky it will help you get more comfortable with it and maybe (SHOCK!) even enjoy it!

the well springs ever hopefully, eh?

Tiffany said...

Ohh, that was the saddest post ever! But you're Laura the super-student..you can get through anything, even the dreaded public speaking! Keep blogging when you get there, I want to see lots of pretty pictures, esp. of the pretty british blond boys! At least, in my head there are pretty british blond boys...

kt said...

of course there are pretty blond british boys in your head...