until it’s over
March 22, 2010Quick note: Only two final exams (and a bunch of papers) to go, and the first year is over. Finally, I can stop just reading (and watching Showtime) all day, and start strolling, relaxing, getting rid of belly fat, watching DVDs… anything as long as it is something else. They say it aint over until it’s over (but I just couldn’t move on—see below). I can’t wait to see the end.
smells bad
I am more than halfway the finals week, and I’ve just finished the most dreadful tonight. Upper class pips said that the professor had the worst reputation in school in terms of passing students. Her reputation precedes her. All of us studied hard for this exam today. Some even started last week. The big eye bugs (not even the best under eye cream can conceal) and the dark circles around the eyes attest to that… and yet we all felt the same. It was depressingly hard. Combined with the fact that she evidently hates our class compared with other classes, and that I am “confident” of my wrong answers, I can almost smell failure. Hay.





