Well, there goes the semester. Didn’t quite go out with a bang like I wanted (has there ever been a semester where I do?), but oh well.<\/p>\n
I think every semester so far, grades have gradually dipped throughout the semester because I get to the point where I don’t care anymore and just turn in shit for assignments. It happened in 80180, 18100, and 213 this semester. I need to stop doing that.<\/p>\n
Grades for four of my six classes are known. 213 should be an A (if it’s not, something is wrong, because I have a 92% average from everything with no curve). 312, 62141, and 21301 are all As (confirmed in SIO). That means I only need either 80180 or 18100 to be As to get Dean’s List. Hopefully I was able to do well enough on the finals to get it.<\/p>\n
I’m so screwed up. I do fine in school… but I can’t help but feel like I could always do better. I mean, dammit, I would be so sad if I got two Bs this semester… and that’s just incredibly stupid and pompous of me. I need to get a life and stop being such a horrible person.<\/p>\n
So yeah, the two finals today went… um… they went, at least. After my “Oh, I nailed that exam” reactions in 213 and 312, and finding out that I got Bs on both, I’m going to stop predicting my performance. I’ll just say that I should have done better than I did… I should have felt more comfortable with the material than I did. I should have made fewer mistakes on both. Oh well.<\/p>\n
Last night was an amazing food party with 8’s amazing cooking. Yum yum yum.<\/p>\n
Um… what else… I am incredibly emotional right now for reasons (mostly) unknown. Finals == stress. Gaah. I’ve gone from completely ecstatic to crying at Alisa’s apartment for an hour to completely ecstatic to sad in the past 2 days. I must be PMSing. Meh. At least now they’re done, and I don’t have to worry about them again. I still feel really down right now, and I don’t know why. Gaah. People should give me hugs, especially if you’re people that I won’t see again until next year.<\/p>\n
*siiigh*
\nFor once, I’m not looking forward to heading home at all. I want to stay here with people. People make me happy. Lack of people makes me sad. Home means lack of people since everyone’s always too busy for me. Oh well.<\/p>\n
I should probably head home to finish packing soon so I can give stuff to Alisa to store for now.
\nBlah blah blah no one reads this anyway, why do I even bother?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Well, there goes the semester. Didn’t quite go out with a bang like I wanted (has there ever been a semester where I do?), but oh well. I think every semester so far, grades have gradually dipped throughout the semester … Continue reading