My presentation in Grand Tours went pretty well today; I was able to successfully answer a question that involved text from outside of the reading the girl I was working with and I were supposed to have done, and the professor nodded in a pleased manner. Too bad it's not graded!
I was going to do work or go to the gym after, but I'm sick, so instead I came to my room, napped, dragged myself to Diff Eq, and then went and printed some stuff at the library before Actuarial Maths. At the start of that one, we watched a clip of Matt Damon making a fool of himself talking about how the potential for Palin to become president would be one in three if McCain wins (filmed before the election, obviously) because of the "actuary tables." More interesting than his lack of knowledge was definitely seeing how the Brits reacted to the clip.
We had an "Americana" party tonight, with burgers and dogs and music by only American artists; I also enjoyed when Vanessa, Caitlin and I were playing with a balloon for a full fifteen minutes, keeping it off the ground.
When I made a face at one of my friends, he told me I looked like Voldemort.
Kevin and I disappeared for a while upon an argument about upstate New York, and then got sidetracked GoogleEarthing our houses; Vanessa came to find us and got sucked into the Vortex, and then Haider and Hilary joined. It was pretty fun, we were seeing how far houses were chimney to chimney.
Now it's time for early bed, since I have to be up at six tomorrow to go to Brighton for the day and night with BC people.
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