Assorted Afflatuses

The amount of homework I have received from my various teachers this year has been quite sporadic. Some weeks I have almost nothing to occupy my weeknights and others I spend hours hunched over my desk pecking away my keyboard or otherwise killing trees with integrals, derivatives, or organic chemistry.

This weekend unquestionably falls into the latter category. I have two rather important assignments, both of which teachers want by Monday. In addition, this weekend is the last weekend before most colleges - including my top choice, Princeton - have their early application deadlines.

When first I realized how inopportune this timing was, I thought, "This can't be an accident." After all, my entertaining, though simultaneously benevolent-menevolent, chemistry teacher, does seem like the type of person who would choose the most inconvenient time to assign an important assignment.

But, as much as I would like to think that my teachers conspired in some rather grandiose scheme to prevent me from gaining admission to the university of my choice, I must also consider the human element - almost like Dow's new ad campaign. My teachers probably just acted with my best interest in mind, though their eyes, of course.