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Wednesday, March 31, 2004
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I need about tree fiddy...

Three days, three tests, and one geology lab record. It all starts Monday with a test in Geology on volcanoes or something equally insipid. I didn't study at all yet still felt reasonably good about it. Unfortunately, I had to sit through too much of Aviation Management even with the benefit of the fire alarm going off. Despite my protests, the adjunct professor decided that we needed to return and continue with class. Obviously she is not aware of Maslow's Hierarchy of Human Needs. A student will not be able to learn until their safety is assured, and I really didn't feel like burning up... Especially while I was bored, that would be a double whammy.

Tuesday, I awoke and made haste to the aerodrome to perform morningly dispatch duties. Lately, this has only involved little or no actual movement on my part. I sit happily in my chair and answer the phone and give people airplanes. It's quite a nice tradeoff from walking around outside freezing my proverbial posterior off deicing and preheating airplanes. Anyway, I digress. I had a test in Meteorology and once again, no studying was budgeted into my schedule for this particular examination. I'm still not sure what was actually on the test, as the guy sitting next to me kept muttering, "I'm Rick James, bitch!" It was just too much, I actually started laughing out loud about halfway through the test. This was certainly more interesting that what normally takes place in that class. We usually count the number of times this guy scratches his head. It's topped 40 times in an hour on one occasion.

Wednesday, I skipped all but my Geology lab, and for good reason. I'm so tired of college that I can hardly stand it. Anyway, I actually managed to get in and out of lab in just under one hour. It's the current record, but I think given the right lab subject, we could probably break the 50 minute mark. It's now my goal, as I really don't seem to be learning anything worthwhile, I might as well try to pass the time somehow. We also had a quiz in lab, and surprise, surprise, I didn't study for this one either. Five more weeks, and I get to skip one of those. Sweet Lady Summer, here I come!

Jeff C.


 
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