IT'S OVER!!!
IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! IT IS OVER!! *breaks down weeping*
It was like...one of the most horrible days in terms of tension and headaches and stressing out, but it all worked out in the end. I had four main worries:
1. Finding a parking spot at UCF and being able to get that stupid one-day pass thing.
2. Cognitive Psychology Exam
3. Getting my notes ready for Clinical Psychology Exam
4. Clinical Psychology Exam
And...I beat them all! Sort of. The outcome of each one was...
1. There were actually LOTS of parking spaces and I found one relatively easy in the West Garage. I realized just how SMALL those spaces are. I parked waaay too close to the car next to me and for a second didn't know how to back out without hitting it (>.<) but then my awesome driver's instinct kicked in and somehow I managed it and I knew everything would be all right in my life from that point on. *sobs* After that I gave up on that particular space and found this one area with three empty spots and I parked in the middle one. It was...really small. Like the lines on either side were almost under the wheels even though I was parked right in the middle. Small, man.
Then I went to get that little ticket thing and the machine was broken. I panicked mildly, thinking they might all be out of service and then I'd just have to hope for the best cause I certainly wasn't about to walk all the way down to the parking office place to get one of those things. But, luckily, I found a working machine on the other side of the garage and put the stupid thing on the dash and went on my way.
2. The exam was relatively ok! These exams usually are, and I usually only have doubts on about 5 of the questions, which I think is pretty good. >.< I think I did ok. I calculated the ones I might get wrong and the ones I was ABSOLUTELY sure of and stuff, and I really think a B is the lowest I should get...*knock on wood* I KNEW THE MATERIAL, MAN! I could TELL you junk.
3. Then came one of my BIG BIG BIG worries. My stupid notes for the stupid open-notes test. Now, I admit it's my fault I didn't get them all done in time. I should have kept up with them throughout the semester. >.< I made these awesome, elaborate, detailed notes (and they DID help a lot) but, because they were so detailed, I got like 5 pages for each chapters (and we had 8 chapters on the test @_@). I also was only able to get through the first three chapters, so I had to wing the other 5 on what I remembered. At least I know I got like the first 20-something questions right. >.<
4. IT WAS HARD! We were all dreading it and we knew it would be, but it was still hard. But it was actually not as hard as the first test, and there were no essays, so I was happy. I was actually the second person to finish, and that made me feel kind of guilty somehow. Maybe people thought I was smart...or stupid (some people stared at me weirdly like "...Done already??"). Let me assure you now, those people, that it was not because I was smart or awesome in any way. I just did all the ones I was sure of and answered the other ones as best as I could. I looked it over and realized the ones I didn't know I was NOT gonna know. There was nothing I could do, because I had no clue about those, so I wasn't gonna sit there and worry about it cause it wasn't gonna come to me that way anyway. It was OVER for me at that point. My neck was killing me and I was sleepy and ready for freedom.
And that is how it all ended. Nobody died. I didn't crash. And the notes were finished. Naturally, I passed out on my bed as soon as I got home (many thanks to my brother who was kind enough to pity me and take my shoes off and tuck me in). When I got up it was like 1 AM. It was nuts.
But now I AM free. FREEDOM! Oh, man, the first thing I wanna do is like...go to the bookstore and bum around all day until the employees ask me to leave. But that is after I sleep in. And watch my shows. And play Animal Crossing. And realize that, no, I AM NOT LATE FOR SCHOOL. AHAHAHAHAHA.
Aw, man... It's the last episode of Roseanne. >.< I hated the ending.
Ok, let me tell you one more thing. This was like the worst thing. I had that song "Wave Wet Sand" by Ace of Base stuck in my head ALL DAY. Through ALL exams. It was horrible. I didn't mind that song before but now I HATE IT A WHOLE LOT.
But I still love Ace of Base. Just not that song. Or "Just N'Image". Or like...the entire side B of their "The Bridge" album.
It was like...one of the most horrible days in terms of tension and headaches and stressing out, but it all worked out in the end. I had four main worries:
1. Finding a parking spot at UCF and being able to get that stupid one-day pass thing.
2. Cognitive Psychology Exam
3. Getting my notes ready for Clinical Psychology Exam
4. Clinical Psychology Exam
And...I beat them all! Sort of. The outcome of each one was...
1. There were actually LOTS of parking spaces and I found one relatively easy in the West Garage. I realized just how SMALL those spaces are. I parked waaay too close to the car next to me and for a second didn't know how to back out without hitting it (>.<) but then my awesome driver's instinct kicked in and somehow I managed it and I knew everything would be all right in my life from that point on. *sobs* After that I gave up on that particular space and found this one area with three empty spots and I parked in the middle one. It was...really small. Like the lines on either side were almost under the wheels even though I was parked right in the middle. Small, man.
Then I went to get that little ticket thing and the machine was broken. I panicked mildly, thinking they might all be out of service and then I'd just have to hope for the best cause I certainly wasn't about to walk all the way down to the parking office place to get one of those things. But, luckily, I found a working machine on the other side of the garage and put the stupid thing on the dash and went on my way.
2. The exam was relatively ok! These exams usually are, and I usually only have doubts on about 5 of the questions, which I think is pretty good. >.< I think I did ok. I calculated the ones I might get wrong and the ones I was ABSOLUTELY sure of and stuff, and I really think a B is the lowest I should get...*knock on wood* I KNEW THE MATERIAL, MAN! I could TELL you junk.
3. Then came one of my BIG BIG BIG worries. My stupid notes for the stupid open-notes test. Now, I admit it's my fault I didn't get them all done in time. I should have kept up with them throughout the semester. >.< I made these awesome, elaborate, detailed notes (and they DID help a lot) but, because they were so detailed, I got like 5 pages for each chapters (and we had 8 chapters on the test @_@). I also was only able to get through the first three chapters, so I had to wing the other 5 on what I remembered. At least I know I got like the first 20-something questions right. >.<
4. IT WAS HARD! We were all dreading it and we knew it would be, but it was still hard. But it was actually not as hard as the first test, and there were no essays, so I was happy. I was actually the second person to finish, and that made me feel kind of guilty somehow. Maybe people thought I was smart...or stupid (some people stared at me weirdly like "...Done already??"). Let me assure you now, those people, that it was not because I was smart or awesome in any way. I just did all the ones I was sure of and answered the other ones as best as I could. I looked it over and realized the ones I didn't know I was NOT gonna know. There was nothing I could do, because I had no clue about those, so I wasn't gonna sit there and worry about it cause it wasn't gonna come to me that way anyway. It was OVER for me at that point. My neck was killing me and I was sleepy and ready for freedom.
And that is how it all ended. Nobody died. I didn't crash. And the notes were finished. Naturally, I passed out on my bed as soon as I got home (many thanks to my brother who was kind enough to pity me and take my shoes off and tuck me in). When I got up it was like 1 AM. It was nuts.
But now I AM free. FREEDOM! Oh, man, the first thing I wanna do is like...go to the bookstore and bum around all day until the employees ask me to leave. But that is after I sleep in. And watch my shows. And play Animal Crossing. And realize that, no, I AM NOT LATE FOR SCHOOL. AHAHAHAHAHA.
Aw, man... It's the last episode of Roseanne. >.< I hated the ending.
Ok, let me tell you one more thing. This was like the worst thing. I had that song "Wave Wet Sand" by Ace of Base stuck in my head ALL DAY. Through ALL exams. It was horrible. I didn't mind that song before but now I HATE IT A WHOLE LOT.
But I still love Ace of Base. Just not that song. Or "Just N'Image". Or like...the entire side B of their "The Bridge" album.