As you might have noticed, there is a massive winter happening... happening today.
I should have known to take the weatherman seriously when he told me to run my errands last night. Don't get me wrong, I prepare for the snowstorms, but I just didn't think that real Mainers did. So, I figured that he must be talking to the elderly or the overly cautious.
Anyway, I bought groceries on Tuesday, so I am set.
Nervous. But set.
Our campus kept us in suspense until about 2pm when they canceled classes after 5pm. My 101 class went off without a hitch earlier in the day, but my Canadian Lit night class will not be happening.
This night class is the same class that lasted only 30 minutes the first week and was canceled the second. Now the third week is knocked out too. It's beginning to feel like the class is a figment of my imagination. Here we are, 1/5 of the way done with the semester, and I haven't been to one real meeting of that class. So far, I have learned more about Canada from hockey games than from class.
Oh, Canada! I promise we'll get to your literature one of these days.
In the meantime, I'll stand on guard for you.
2 comments:
Maybe that first day of class was a collective dream...I'm really doubting reality now! JK. What book do you think we should be on?
I like that you were able to include a doppler image in this post. I need to get on board with all the technologies the kids are using these days before I become obsolete. sheesh.
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