a history of me

Nothing like a little cold rain and harsh reality to cool my hot head from last night. After writing a high-and-mighty post about my new, cerebral outlook, I promptly took a big dump on my History exam this morning. Then I got my English paper back (after nearly a month) and discovered I scored a 16.5 out of 20. That's 82.5%, barely considered a B-.My presentation grade will have to wait until all the presentations are finished, so at this rate I won't get that until after Thanksgiving. Speaking of disappointments, I didn't get my midterm back from Soviet/Russian Cinema either (two weeks old now), so that's still out there as well. Not a good day for grades

Where's the silver lining? Well, the History test had an extra five points on it, so I could conceivably pull a B on it if my sputtered answers score a decent amount of partial credit. The English paper is a relatively small grade compared to the final paper and the class participation grade, so I still have a shot for a decent grade in the class. I am very frustrated to discover my poor grades this far into the semester, though. I'll be visiting the professor tomorrow to discuss the class, as I don't want to fall further behind in this highly theoretical class which I am suddenly behind in.

Believe it or not, there is a piece of good news. My hat has finally been identified as a skimmer. A worker in the Dutch Quad dining hall saw my hat and said "Wait one second" and ran in the back. He came back with a brown hat very similar to mine, but without the feather. He said it was made in New York City by a now-defunct company. I told him I bought mine in Philadelphia and I had wondered what to call it. He said he didn't know what the real name was, but he called it a skimmer and others called it a "brim" or a "lid." Given the options, I'm going with Skimmer or The Skim.

Then he gave me a cheeseburger.