Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
It's Friday, the last day of classes, and today I…
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It's Friday, the last day of classes, and today I get to hear about the Russian Revolution of 1917 and the search for extraterrestrial life, and in Kandahar Taliban forces are surrendering. Why am I not happy? Perhaps because I gave myself too little sleep.
So, before I go to my 11 o'clock Russian test, I want to do a few errands, including the purchase of a gift for the Russian TA. And somewhere during the day I have to fill out and turn in two evaluations and I want to return the stack of library books that I borrowed during my Political Psychology research frenzy. And that other thing on the B level of Dwinelle. And call my sister to remind her to pick me up. Okay. Okay.