And I think he was laughing at me the entire time I was taking my physics exam. I could imagine his sunken eyes and floppy hair and him pointing and laughing at me (and more than half of the rest of the class) while I tried to apply his equations. Physics has never been and will never be my thing. However, it still managed to take over my day.
This morning: I play hooky from class so I can have more time to study... I was stuck on this one problem... something about finding E1 and E2....Kirchoff. The new bane of my existence. Anyhow, i went over that a few times to no avail. Guess what was worth 20 points on my test? Yup.
I head to school at 11:30: I got in my car with my leftover chinese carton of spicy beef, and peeled out of my driveway. I had hoped to make it to class so I could get a nice cozy seat in the back and of course, when I walked in, the place was packed. I found a semi-cozy spot though.
The test: It was 15 questions of multiple choice, which were a little easier than the first exam, and 3 short answer questions which seemed to be all the same to me. There was a girl who was sitting to my left who had this system going on with the girl behind me. In spanish no less. I couldnt figure out who was giving who the answers. There was a lot of funny business going on. One girl had an 8X10 cheat sheet on the floor next to her, another guy had all the formulas on the back of his calculator. I'm sure there was a lot of other stuff that I didnt see....
Home: I'm exhausted. I actually think I"m coming down with something. I've been stuffy for the past 2 days, hocking dark yellow loogies, and fighting headaches. I heated up some leftover chinese food, I'm satiated, so now I think it's time I lay down.
Next up: Moms bday dinner tomorrow night, so that will take my mind off of things for a bit. Cell bio exam next friday (which I think will be postponed because all the others have been) Also depending on how much we cover in Orgo will determine whether or not we will have our exam before or after spring break.
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