Declaration.

I hereby forbid any of my friends to become lawyers and then expect me to help them through their last year of that and through bar school. Because one friend doing this madness is bad enough.

Also, I don't like to rag on lawyers, considering my mother is one, but why the hell do they have to be so secretive about their documentation?!?! Why did I spent forty-five minutes searching for civil proceeding examples (or some such) and not find anything, in English or in French, from stuff in Quebec? <shakes fist at lawyers>

Going to bed in a sec. If you could all spare a quick good vibe towards my friend C, who is going through her Preuve et Procedure (proof and procedure?) bar exam tomorrow afternoon, that'd be nifty keen of you.

Hoping to see my friend SY before she takes off for Australia again on Saturday. Time's short, though. Then again, so is she. ;) Also hoping to see C to help her decompress after the exam, but that'll probably only happen on Wednesday. After she's, you know, slept.

Plus, I need to finish that website so I don't have it looming over me. And I REALLY need to get to the bank to deposit my loan certificate. It's looking like I'll only be able to do that on Wednesday.

At any rate, I'm done my Italian homework (wheeeeee) and I'm going to sleep now.

And I wish we'd be taught more than two verbs already, because two verbs, both in the present tense, don't do a lot for me. I can't say anything apart from "I am" or "I have" (and all the you/he/she/we/you/they, of course), and it's starting to bug me.

Okay, night.

(I've decided this icon will be my default "I'm talking about languages in here" icon. Hee. Silly Shannon. ... is it Wednesday yet? PLEASE??)

?!?!

A HIGH OF EIGHT DEGREES?

EIGHT!?!?

That's 46 for you Americans.

It is currently 5 degrees outside (42F) and this explains why I woke up shivering in my bed. I think they've turned the heat on now, though.

But... this means officially wearing a coat to school, lest I DIE OF COLD. Blah.

It wasn't a particularly hot summer. I barely even turned on my fan. This does not bode well for a warm winter.

<whimper> And it's only October 5th.

Italian is crazy!

Okay, so you know how the English do numbers, right?

One thousand, nine hundred and ninety-four.

Italians? ALL IN ONE WORD.

Millenovecentonovantaquattro.

Does it stop there? No.

12,402? English says twelve thousand, four hundred and two.

Italian says: dodicimilaquattrocentodue.

Does it stop THERE? Heck no!

339,417? English says three hundred, thirty-nine thousand, four hundred and seventeen.

Italian: Trecentotrentanovemilaquattrocentodiciasette.

Mercifully, at one million, they start going like:

un milione insert really long-ass rest of the number here.

I will never complain about French or English numbers ever, ever, ever again.

I will, however, probably complain a lot about Italian numbers in the next few weeks. :)

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So, I got my second stats assignment back. The bastard docked me three marks (6%) for not stating on the graphs that they were a PIE CHART, a PIE CHART and a POLYGON.

These were my only mistakes, so I got a 94%. But SIX PERCENT for not marking that it's SO OBVIOUSLY a PIE CHART/POLYGON? Grr.

I'm still cold. Stupid fall!

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Seriously, is it Wednesday yet? :/

OH. And I have my stats midterm A WEEK FROM THURSDAY. The day after my Sociology of Cyberspace midterm.

Gah.