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you know, i don't know why i was so stressed over that bio lab.
i was freaking out and freaking out and freaking out for about five hours about how i couldn't do it and everything was wrong and bah.
and then when i actually set to work and went through it,
it took about two and a half hours.
including printing.
i'm glad i wasted FIVE HOURS that could've been spent doing something productive
(instead of avoiding my lab on myspace, facebook, livejournal, boredatbutler, bwog, craigslist, firemiriam...)
at least i got my program filing basically squared away.
god, stressing is so not worth it when you know what you're doing.
honestly, i did the lab i just wrote the report on last year,
and for mr green, that wonderful man, i had to write a lab report AND two essays on transpiration.
seriously, i'm really grateful to him for the gift of bio ability that he forced on me. it is amazing.
so, basically what i'm saying is:
i'm an idiot for freaking out,
bio's not that bad.
and you know what? i'm going to get in bed and read my gross airport book to reward myself for not sucking at life, and only being tricked into thinking i do by some evil evil conspiracies.
oh, and the capitalism paper that was freaking me out so badly?
the one that i was so sure i failed, and thought that i received no grade on, just a lecture on forming a better thesis?
B-.
that's really not so bad.
i'm pretty okay with the fact that all i'm gonna get this semester is things in the B range.
B is a pretty okay place to be, you know?
i was freaking out and freaking out and freaking out for about five hours about how i couldn't do it and everything was wrong and bah.
and then when i actually set to work and went through it,
it took about two and a half hours.
including printing.
i'm glad i wasted FIVE HOURS that could've been spent doing something productive
(instead of avoiding my lab on myspace, facebook, livejournal, boredatbutler, bwog, craigslist, firemiriam...)
at least i got my program filing basically squared away.
god, stressing is so not worth it when you know what you're doing.
honestly, i did the lab i just wrote the report on last year,
and for mr green, that wonderful man, i had to write a lab report AND two essays on transpiration.
seriously, i'm really grateful to him for the gift of bio ability that he forced on me. it is amazing.
so, basically what i'm saying is:
i'm an idiot for freaking out,
bio's not that bad.
and you know what? i'm going to get in bed and read my gross airport book to reward myself for not sucking at life, and only being tricked into thinking i do by some evil evil conspiracies.
oh, and the capitalism paper that was freaking me out so badly?
the one that i was so sure i failed, and thought that i received no grade on, just a lecture on forming a better thesis?
B-.
that's really not so bad.
i'm pretty okay with the fact that all i'm gonna get this semester is things in the B range.
B is a pretty okay place to be, you know?