Mid-terms = ickiness
I have a midterm tomorrow for my Bio 182 Lab and its gonna be freakin' hard. That's why I'm up at 3:30 in the morning, NOT STUDYING. Cause I know it's gonna be so hard that no matter what I do, I'm screwed. Just screwed. Who can look at 50 microscope slides of different fugi, algae and obscure plants then spout off their scientific names and reproductive aspects? Who? Not me. Nope, not today, not tomorrow no matter how much effort I put forth into studying. Because that shit just isn't realistic. This practical better be curved or anger will ensue.
Mid-term week sucks! Last Thursday I had a Bio 182 exam at 8 in the morning but I happend to be in Phoenix the night before so during my much hung over drive up at 4:30 in the morning I was thinking plant anatomy and physiology. I got a 75 percent which isn't bad cause damn, I love biology. I took my Bio 300 exam last Tuesday and I'll find out today how well I did. Or how well I didn't do. Then I took my Rel 305 mid-term today, or yesterday for those of you keeping track, and oh man, how well I bullshit. Well, then again, he may see thru my bullshit and it may not be as amazing as I make it out to be. But then again, if Gina and I got an A on our paper, I should have done pretty well on the exam. And now today. Today I have the lab practical. Shoot me now. I'm not feeling the mental stress of these exams in my head (after reading this I look like a liar. So maybe it's starting to catch up with me) but I notice that I'll just be staring at paper in class and my eyes start filling with tears. It totally takes me off guard cause I don't expect it. Freakin' college. Who needs it??? Not me. I could go work at the animal hospital and they would train me to be a vet tech and that's all I really wanna do anyway. So what the hell does it matter if I waste more money on an education? It doesn't. The answer is: it doesn't.
Oh man. Crazy party at our place Saturday night. It rocked. Jane's friend's from Tucson, Bart's people and then randomness. I had so much fun. I have not been that drunk in quite some time. I had the worst hangover of my life the next day. But John fixed me up at work so it was all good.
Gina tried to get me drunk tonight. She almost succeeded. I have taught her too well.
I have next Friday off. How freakin' random/magical is that?
Okay, now I'm just bullshittin' to kill time.
*Sigh* Back to dreaming the impossible dream. (You know, studying in hopes that I will do well on my practical. It's cute when I'm unrealistic.)
Mid-term week sucks! Last Thursday I had a Bio 182 exam at 8 in the morning but I happend to be in Phoenix the night before so during my much hung over drive up at 4:30 in the morning I was thinking plant anatomy and physiology. I got a 75 percent which isn't bad cause damn, I love biology. I took my Bio 300 exam last Tuesday and I'll find out today how well I did. Or how well I didn't do. Then I took my Rel 305 mid-term today, or yesterday for those of you keeping track, and oh man, how well I bullshit. Well, then again, he may see thru my bullshit and it may not be as amazing as I make it out to be. But then again, if Gina and I got an A on our paper, I should have done pretty well on the exam. And now today. Today I have the lab practical. Shoot me now. I'm not feeling the mental stress of these exams in my head (after reading this I look like a liar. So maybe it's starting to catch up with me) but I notice that I'll just be staring at paper in class and my eyes start filling with tears. It totally takes me off guard cause I don't expect it. Freakin' college. Who needs it??? Not me. I could go work at the animal hospital and they would train me to be a vet tech and that's all I really wanna do anyway. So what the hell does it matter if I waste more money on an education? It doesn't. The answer is: it doesn't.
Oh man. Crazy party at our place Saturday night. It rocked. Jane's friend's from Tucson, Bart's people and then randomness. I had so much fun. I have not been that drunk in quite some time. I had the worst hangover of my life the next day. But John fixed me up at work so it was all good.
Gina tried to get me drunk tonight. She almost succeeded. I have taught her too well.
I have next Friday off. How freakin' random/magical is that?
Okay, now I'm just bullshittin' to kill time.
*Sigh* Back to dreaming the impossible dream. (You know, studying in hopes that I will do well on my practical. It's cute when I'm unrealistic.)