Tuesday, August 15, 2006

I, me, mine.

I ended up getting a 'B' on my math final, which means a 'B' for the course. I thought I'd be happier than I am, considering the fact that I've progressed madly since the beginning of the semester, (thanks in large part to various friends who put up with my homework freakouts) but I'm not. I really, really wanted an A. I know it didn't sound much like progress the last time I posted, but, well... hormones. I'm starting to wonder if this shouldn't be renamed the PMS blog.

However, I'm trying to keep a sense of perspective about the whole thing. I mean, really - at the beginning of the semester, I was quite sure I'd fail outright; at the beginning of the year I would have cried from gratitude if my biggest worry was pre-algebra. Anyway, I've got until the 28th without classes, so I'm swinging wildly from the depths of sloth (pizza, video games) to creating epic plans to get my entire life sorted (car loan, financial planner, gym schedule, health coverage, fall cleaning) before the fall semester. Wish me luck with that.

posted by Space Kitty at 1:21 PM|| Comments (1)