Thanks, but no thanks!

That's how I feel about exams. I was joking with a friend right before my phonetics exam about if only we could just tell the prof "Thanks for caring about our education, but I really don't think this exam is necessary. Thanks, but no thanks." I'm quite pleased to be done with Phonetics class. It was interesting, but I had a hard time with the listening/analysis-- especially since it was off an audio clip, so no facial expression/lip reading to help me out. I have a feeling that the pronunciations that I marked as "correct" are probably wrong, but I just didn't HEAR that they were. Oh well. That class is done. Forever! Yay! And I got a 90/100 on a project I could not have cared less about! ;)

On the upside, I only have two more days of this. Tomorrow will be the spent writing my biannual reflection on teaching (with an education/ish class every semester, we do a lot of papers about our futures as teachers) and about what makes a good (or bad) adolescent lit book a good (or bad) adolescent lit book. Pretty straightforward, both of them. And, considering my attitude towards the exams I have for today, I'm going to go so far as to admit that I'm looking forward to my sociolinguistics exam. (It helps that I got As on the last two tests.) VandeKopple is pretty amazing, and he makes the exams interesting. That reminds me-- he is hoping we can write limericks for the extra credit part... Haha.

I should mention that part of my aversion to my phonetics exam was that I got to Calvin at 8:20am for an exam that I thought was at 9am. Turned out that it was actually scheduled for 1:30pm. Oops. Well, it turned out to be a godsend, because not only was I fairly productive for those four extra hours, but the weather took a drastic turn for the worse. I would NOT have made it to Calvin in only 45 minutes if I had driven out at noon. I probably would have been going about 40mph, crawling along with nearly zero visibility. Right now I'm facing away from the window behind me so that I don't have to look at the blizzard outside. I hope I can make it back to Holland tonight, but I might be crashing at my cousin's or at a friend's. Blech.

Okay, I've procrastinated enough. For now. ;)



Betsy