The week after my birthday...
Hello once again!
Now I will talk about the week after my birthday, which was last week. Well, this week was all about getting my work done for midterms...which wasn't so much about exams rather turning in a compilation of the work we had been doing. This meant that I had to turn in the diary that we were supposed to have kept......As many of you may know, I'm not much of a writer. I love going out, meeting people, and talking about everything- not so much writing. At least, I do not like to write if I know that I HAVE to do it; I like writing if I know it is optional, and it is then that I write my best work (in my opinion of course). For the first four days of the week, Mon-Thursday all I was doing was writing endlessly. Some of the activities were pretty amusing but I guess that I am just the kind of person who likes to do it, think about it, and talk about it, not so much write about it. But it got done eventually, and I have to say, my diary looks pretty "Isabel" like if you ask me.
Point is, it got done- or so the first part is completed, but now I have a second part to complete. But, because it was also the halfway mark of the term, I also had to turn in more assignments for my other classes. Essays and another diary of art reflections. Essentially, last week and part of the next week was all about work. After turning in every assignment, I felt wonderful. That is of course until the last couple of weeks of the program during which I know that I will be going through the same process. Other than all of the work, I have to save what I did during my free time until the next time. Besides, I still have to recount my stories of Toledo! Until then, I hope everyone is doing well!!
Now I will talk about the week after my birthday, which was last week. Well, this week was all about getting my work done for midterms...which wasn't so much about exams rather turning in a compilation of the work we had been doing. This meant that I had to turn in the diary that we were supposed to have kept......As many of you may know, I'm not much of a writer. I love going out, meeting people, and talking about everything- not so much writing. At least, I do not like to write if I know that I HAVE to do it; I like writing if I know it is optional, and it is then that I write my best work (in my opinion of course). For the first four days of the week, Mon-Thursday all I was doing was writing endlessly. Some of the activities were pretty amusing but I guess that I am just the kind of person who likes to do it, think about it, and talk about it, not so much write about it. But it got done eventually, and I have to say, my diary looks pretty "Isabel" like if you ask me.
Point is, it got done- or so the first part is completed, but now I have a second part to complete. But, because it was also the halfway mark of the term, I also had to turn in more assignments for my other classes. Essays and another diary of art reflections. Essentially, last week and part of the next week was all about work. After turning in every assignment, I felt wonderful. That is of course until the last couple of weeks of the program during which I know that I will be going through the same process. Other than all of the work, I have to save what I did during my free time until the next time. Besides, I still have to recount my stories of Toledo! Until then, I hope everyone is doing well!!
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