I had an interesting meeting with my psych prof this morning. She really wants me to be a tutor for the rest of the semester, but I told her I don't feel comfortable taking on anything else this semester. I told her I'd think about being a tutor next semester. She said I'm one of the top students in her classes (she teaches two sections of this class). Go me! Or something...

That's very impressive, vw!

I just printed my degree audit. I no longer have a 4.0. This makes me sad.

vw, just remember that the whole point of school is to get an education, not an average. No one you meet for the rest of oyur life EVER will care about a single grade you got in a single class--they'll care about how you use the knowledge you gained.

I've always wondered how the homunculus theory lasted as long as it did, what with the rather obvious fact that children tend to resemble both parents. Of course, I had a friend in high school tell me, AFAICT in all seriousness, that I was wrong when I said I looked more like my dad because girls always looked like their mothers.

There was a folk belief around the 18th century that a mother's thoughts at the time of conception could imprint themselves on her child. So if you were committing adultery, just be sure to imagine your husband's features at the critical moment, and he'll never know it's not his kid!

vw, just remember that the whole point of school is to get an education, not an average. No one you meet for the rest of oyur life EVER will care about a single grade you got in a single class--they'll care about how you use the knowledge you gained.

Oh, I know. It's just...a "4.0" is so pretty. I'm not upset with my grade. It's still quite good, and will probably remain that way. Just to clarify...

You're an incredible student--motivated, hard-working and bright--I bet all your professors feel lucky to have you in class.

Wrod. I had two incompletes and finished with 3.2, fwiw. I wish there had been time for either: fun or Back-breaking but resume enhancing internship.

Timelies!!

that a mother's thoughts at the time of conception could imprint themselves on her child.

... or if she was startled by something while pregnant, the child would have a mark on it in the shape of the thing that startled her. Also, ugly people who stared at her would make the child ugly, etc. etc.