Well... There's nothing for it I'm afraid. I don't care anymore. Or to be more specific, I don't want to care anymore. I have just spent thirty minutes working out the minimum grades I need to get in order to pass properly so I can get the PhD, and... I want to feel guilty about the next two days, in which I have two three hour exams for which I ( Read more... )

Okay, so last Thursday was my first exam: I thought it was at 2pm, when it turned out (FIVE FREAKING MINUTES BEFORE 10AM) that it was at 10am. As per Sam, "Take a cab. QUICK." So, still wearing my pajama top, I took a cab, cursed Aerospace and composite materials, and got there 20 minutes late. Having only revised 3/5 of the material. Argh ( Read more... )

OH SHIT OH SHIT. First exam in four days, and I am so woefully unprepared weeping is not even on the scale of possible reactions. Freak out is more like it ( Read more... )

I am getting to know Livejournal again... I realize it's bad to keep everything bottled up. It makes you do weird things. Therefore, I am going to get this journal updated again, at least once a week. I do anticipate this to be boring, though (what do I do except stupid school), so I am going to try and do at least one interesting thing per week ( Read more... )