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I was about to write a survey, but I think I'll save that for later.
I don't want to be THAT girl, filling out a survey, while everyone else in the lab is studying for their finals which begin in an hour or so. No, no, instead I am THAT girl who is writing in her online journal. I am far too confident for this exam, because I'm about to kick it's FUCKING ASS.
I think I am going to fail one of my courses this semester, which is sort of super really shitty. I have never, ever, ever failed a course. It makes me feel like I am not capable. I really don't know what happened. I even had a tutor, but he was sort of a dickhead and made me feel like I was incompetent.
Eastern should really work on that one, you know, figure out if their pretentious before they start teaching their peers.
But he sure was sexy.
Anyways, I am literally two hours from the end of the semester. I am going to press post on this entry, walk to my class, take the exam, no, no, KILL the exam. SHortly there after I will drive home, pull into the first bar I see and cry at the bar all by my lonesome. It has been a very difficult semester, full of never ending information that does not come naturally to me. Information that I had to work VERY VERY hard to try and make it part of my integrated knowledge. I feel I have done that successfully, now lets hope my grades reflect that fairly.
I'm coming to really despise the academic world. I have this voice in my head saying "You're smart in a different way, Katherine." I am intelligent in a way that grades cannot contain, that a paper cannot properly reflect. A test could never truly culminate my natural inclination towards social awareness and understanding of most given situations. I may not be book smart, but I sure as hell know how to work a crowd, er something like that.
Bottom line is I am having a hard time figuring out how to make this whole college thing work for me. I don't think I can take another semester of cramming, spitting, and judging. It's doing my self worth and own intelligence no justice. It's fucking stupid.
I'm going to live in a co-op next year. It should be fun, I hope my roommate is nice. But I like weird people, too.
I've got to scram.
Next time I'm on here I'll be a free woman!
Peace.
I don't want to be THAT girl, filling out a survey, while everyone else in the lab is studying for their finals which begin in an hour or so. No, no, instead I am THAT girl who is writing in her online journal. I am far too confident for this exam, because I'm about to kick it's FUCKING ASS.
I think I am going to fail one of my courses this semester, which is sort of super really shitty. I have never, ever, ever failed a course. It makes me feel like I am not capable. I really don't know what happened. I even had a tutor, but he was sort of a dickhead and made me feel like I was incompetent.
Eastern should really work on that one, you know, figure out if their pretentious before they start teaching their peers.
But he sure was sexy.
Anyways, I am literally two hours from the end of the semester. I am going to press post on this entry, walk to my class, take the exam, no, no, KILL the exam. SHortly there after I will drive home, pull into the first bar I see and cry at the bar all by my lonesome. It has been a very difficult semester, full of never ending information that does not come naturally to me. Information that I had to work VERY VERY hard to try and make it part of my integrated knowledge. I feel I have done that successfully, now lets hope my grades reflect that fairly.
I'm coming to really despise the academic world. I have this voice in my head saying "You're smart in a different way, Katherine." I am intelligent in a way that grades cannot contain, that a paper cannot properly reflect. A test could never truly culminate my natural inclination towards social awareness and understanding of most given situations. I may not be book smart, but I sure as hell know how to work a crowd, er something like that.
Bottom line is I am having a hard time figuring out how to make this whole college thing work for me. I don't think I can take another semester of cramming, spitting, and judging. It's doing my self worth and own intelligence no justice. It's fucking stupid.
I'm going to live in a co-op next year. It should be fun, I hope my roommate is nice. But I like weird people, too.
I've got to scram.
Next time I'm on here I'll be a free woman!
Peace.