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Dec 09, 2006 11:30

I have an art history exam at 2 PM and I am utterly unprepared.

And I don't care.

I effing hate this class, and I'm tempted to just stop studying now and go in as is. I know you guys all think I'm exaggerating, but I kid you not, I don't know jack about the entire second half of this course, seeing as how I just refused to pay attention.
Anyway, if I get an F on this final, I still have a B. Yeah. F that S. Of course, were I to get an A+, I'd get an A- overall, but here's the second reason for my apathy: his tests are one big effing trick. On the midterm, he put up only one (1!) painting we'd ever seen before. Ever. So I'm studying with the full knowledge that the slides I've just memorized will probably not be on the exam. And I have one of those 'here are three essays. I'll put two on the exam, of which you will choose one, so prepare two' things. I'm preparing one and praying.

I am so over this class.

Also, I have an uncomfortable number of split ends.
And I just bought Star Magazine, 'cause bitches, this is rockin' the university gossip:
Yep, it's true. And we're in theatre together.
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