Off The Tracks
Wow. I somehow have decided that it would perfectly okay to not do.....anything for a month. Needless to say, as the end of the quarter looms ahead I need to rethink this train of thought fucking fast. It's just so easy to find better, funner (I know...), nicer things to do than homework. Add in one distraction with a knack for enabling my bad behavior and I just can't seem to find the motivation to acknowledge the real world. It's a fair certainty I'm going to fail my math class. Although I'm hardly the only one. More than half of my class has a D or lower. The exam scores average out to around a very low C for the class. I have to say this has got to be partially the fault of our instructor, this fucking ridiculous "new age of education" kind of dude, who basically expects us to teach everything to ourselves. Not really what I fucking signed up for. I could have just taken the thing correspondence if I wanted to try to teach myself math. Urg. I think I'm just going to take the COMPASS again and hope I test into the next level of math so I can avoid taking math 85 over again. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.