GAHH!
So. I'm taking a shower about an hour and a half before my art history class is to start. In the shower it occurred to me that it's high time that we had an art history final. I missed class on friday due to kate comming over and hanging out. Panic ensued.
I jumped out of the shower and looked at my syllabus. Sho nuff, I am supposed to be taking a test in a little over an hour. If anyone has ever taken art history 1 at kent, it's just a ton of memorization to identify dates, periods, and pieces of artwork, in addition to 22 multiple choice questions. I need to get good grades this semester or summer architecture is out of the question. Shit.
I was torn between cramming all the information possible into my brain for what would be about 40 minutes of studying, or quickly heading over to the clinic, claiming i'm sick, getting a doctor's excuse, and hopefully being able to retake the test at a later date. I decided to cram and pray instead of lying about being sick on a whim that she'll let me retake it.
God is SO gracious. I think I miraculously got a B, maybe even an A!! And it was sincerely miraculous, considering i didn't know hardly anything. The ones that i sheerly guessed on i looked up after taking the test- and they were right. Amazing. :o)
It's so nice to know that i don't have to go through things like that on my own.
Thanks, Dad. :o)
I jumped out of the shower and looked at my syllabus. Sho nuff, I am supposed to be taking a test in a little over an hour. If anyone has ever taken art history 1 at kent, it's just a ton of memorization to identify dates, periods, and pieces of artwork, in addition to 22 multiple choice questions. I need to get good grades this semester or summer architecture is out of the question. Shit.
I was torn between cramming all the information possible into my brain for what would be about 40 minutes of studying, or quickly heading over to the clinic, claiming i'm sick, getting a doctor's excuse, and hopefully being able to retake the test at a later date. I decided to cram and pray instead of lying about being sick on a whim that she'll let me retake it.
God is SO gracious. I think I miraculously got a B, maybe even an A!! And it was sincerely miraculous, considering i didn't know hardly anything. The ones that i sheerly guessed on i looked up after taking the test- and they were right. Amazing. :o)
It's so nice to know that i don't have to go through things like that on my own.
Thanks, Dad. :o)