Day 349: The Impossible

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So my first final was pretty much as expected—easy. It was for my statistics class, and given that we could use our books and notes, I’m confident that—let me put it this way before I jinx it—I did better than I know I will for my other SMG class, managerial accounting. Accounting sucks.

Now that my two hardest exams are left, I’m becoming scarily skilled in procrastination, having gone to the gym and done my laundry tonight, while leaving what BU considers a “textbook” open on my desk. I am strongly against BU’s way of teaching Chinese. They constantly change the textbook, and the jump from fourth to fifth semester is unbelievably ridiculous. The teachers aren’t good, and I’m frankly sick of attempting to memorize characters that I know I will never use.

Some examples (I WISH I were making these up): 金乌 golden crow, 神箭手 highly skilled archer, 朝霞 rosy clouds of dawn, 追逐嬉戏 chase and play with each other, 泥鳅 loach—I bet you don’t even know what the English translation means, 蚊香 mosquito-repellent incense, 三级跳 triple jump and—my favorite—上窜下跳 run around on sinister errands.

Shoot me now.

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Save me.
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