"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
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So, I have one more exam before I'm officially done with first semester of freshman year. But, I'm not studying for it. I'm definitely watching Ouran High School Host Club. I'm not too worried about this exam, it's Spanish (and I've consistently gotten A+'s on all of the other tests, so I'm pretty sure even if I completely bomb this one I'll pass the class...) so I'm confident in my ability to pass. I'll probably look over my notes before I go take the exam but for right now, I'm enjoying some anime. I'll be home in roughly 24 hours, so that's what really matters me... I'm just happy to be done.
So I got what I wanted. Instead of my exam being next Friday, it's THIS Friday. As in two-days-from-now Friday. My professor gave me the choice to either take it then or next week and so of course I'm doing it this Friday, that just means I have to cram study. So it looks like there will be little sleep in my future, but I'll deal. Thanks everyone for the encouragements for my last post, they really helped!!
Ok, PLEASE EVERYONE RALLY TOGETHER AND PRAY/SEND YOUR THOUGHTS MY WAY!! If I can get my English professor to let me take my English exam early, then I could be done with my first semester of freshman year a week from today rather than next Friday!! PLEASE PRAY THAT HE LETS ME TAKE IT EARLY. That is all.
So, miracle of miracles, it's 9:30 and all of my homework is done?! Ok...so not all of it is done, but whatever. My afternoon class got cancelled tomorrow so I plan on writing papers and studying then, but for right now it's LION KING TIME!! I found The Lion Kind on some website so I plan on watching this wonderful movie, procrastinating a little and then blissfully falling asleep. Tomorrow will be a long busy day. Got to have dinner with the president of my college [awesome, right?! Is it sad, though, that I'm more excited about the food than actually eating with the president...?] and then the season premiere of Psych!! Woohoo. And it's only 14 days until Thanksgiving break and then there's two weeks after that until the end of the semester! Gah, I've almost survived the first half of my freshman year!! Only 1/8 of the way done... Ha.
For those of you who have read this blog or have known me for any length of time you know how much I love to dance. I may complain about it from time to time but I have never flat out hated it until now. I just don't really want to dance ever again after this class that I'm taking. How sad is that? That this one damn professor has killed a love that has been kindled over the last decade. For some bizarre reason she has decided that I am apparently an insolent little bitch not worth her time. I admit, I am ridiculously inquisitive but golly gee it's a credit class so one would think that I WANT TO LEARN. What a novel concept?! However, whenever I ask questions this woman treats me like shit. "Oh, I'm a little confused can you demonstrate that again I've never done that step that way and I don't know how you switched feet." [death glare] "Well, you're just confused, that's the wrong way." She never answers my questions, she looks right at me when I raise my hand then turns away and starts the music anyway. So I barely can ask her questions when I'm confused and whenever I do anything it's wrong. She's straight up told me I'm wrong before and then not offered a solution or correction just walked away. This has merely pissed me off but today I found out that I might not possibly pass this class because despite the fact that it is a wellness activity credit it's going to have an effing WRITTEN exam!! WHAT THE HELL!!!! So now I'm scrambling around for an exam that is NEXT WEEK that we only found out about THIS WEEK that could possibly drop my grade, drop my GPA and eventually DROP MY SCHOLARSHIP TO THIS COLLEGE. ALL because of this damn ballet class. So yes. Yes I do HATE BALLET. And that kills me.