this is quicksand
Dec. 19th, 2006 10:06 pmNothing says "You are a very unintelligent individual when it comes to rational thinking and things that our society holds in high acclaim" like failing your math final. Your uh, below-college-level-standard math final. No sir, not when you were going to pass with a 71. Now I have a 63, and I don't think that means I passed.
I still don't know what to think about that. I teeter back and forth from not caring at all to being totally enraged and humilated. I feel like such an amazing stereotype. Stupid white girl who can't do anything but arts and crafts and therefore will not have a valuable niche in society.
It could be worse. My parents could have gotten down on me for it. Instead, Daddy called and told me that he's really happy to have me come home to stay, and he's excited that I get to do classes I want and oh God Daddy, why do you always make me so happy I could cry? I don't deserve that kind of love.
Anyhow, to cheerier things, I think I did pretty decently on my German test. I mean. Well, there were a handful of lame lame LAME errors I made ('undfreundlich' accidentally, instead of 'unfreundlich'), but I had a lot of pre-scored right answers, and a few marked wrong that were almost exactly the same as the answer wtf. So I'm thinkin' a B there. Which is okay. I got a B+ on the oral, and I got 100 points (holyshit) extra credit for doing a work packet. Wootage yes.
So the semester is finally, FINALLY done, and I feel so relieved. I am so tired of the pressure of making the grade. I will absorb this break gratefully, and tomorrow, Steve is not going to be working and he will come with me to a celebratory dinner. Target can just stfu and go die, because I have not seen him in over three weeks, and I want Samwise and Tim and Gene and everyone to go too, because I have been neglecting them.
I am fully out of the dorm, and have said farewell to Quilla. It's not a true farewell; I have no doubt Steve and I will motor up there on Monday nights to watch some Heroes with her. She wants to copy Honey&Clover, too, so I'll have to show up with those sometime.
I have finished Mike, Lady D,
seigami, and
ignautus's cards tonight and they'll be mailed out tomorrow. Hopefully along with
ikuze's box. If I get to have a car tomorrow. I may have to borrow Katie's Tinkmobileā¢.
And...I guess that is it. I kind of want to post some art, but I feel really guilty for always whoring my sketchy nonsense here. Maybe later. I'm working on a really nice pencil drawing for Kat, and maybe I'll scan it later. For now, I'm just going to stop...thinking.
I still don't know what to think about that. I teeter back and forth from not caring at all to being totally enraged and humilated. I feel like such an amazing stereotype. Stupid white girl who can't do anything but arts and crafts and therefore will not have a valuable niche in society.
It could be worse. My parents could have gotten down on me for it. Instead, Daddy called and told me that he's really happy to have me come home to stay, and he's excited that I get to do classes I want and oh God Daddy, why do you always make me so happy I could cry? I don't deserve that kind of love.
Anyhow, to cheerier things, I think I did pretty decently on my German test. I mean. Well, there were a handful of lame lame LAME errors I made ('undfreundlich' accidentally, instead of 'unfreundlich'), but I had a lot of pre-scored right answers, and a few marked wrong that were almost exactly the same as the answer wtf. So I'm thinkin' a B there. Which is okay. I got a B+ on the oral, and I got 100 points (holyshit) extra credit for doing a work packet. Wootage yes.
So the semester is finally, FINALLY done, and I feel so relieved. I am so tired of the pressure of making the grade. I will absorb this break gratefully, and tomorrow, Steve is not going to be working and he will come with me to a celebratory dinner. Target can just stfu and go die, because I have not seen him in over three weeks, and I want Samwise and Tim and Gene and everyone to go too, because I have been neglecting them.
I am fully out of the dorm, and have said farewell to Quilla. It's not a true farewell; I have no doubt Steve and I will motor up there on Monday nights to watch some Heroes with her. She wants to copy Honey&Clover, too, so I'll have to show up with those sometime.
I have finished Mike, Lady D,
And...I guess that is it. I kind of want to post some art, but I feel really guilty for always whoring my sketchy nonsense here. Maybe later. I'm working on a really nice pencil drawing for Kat, and maybe I'll scan it later. For now, I'm just going to stop...thinking.
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Date: 2006-12-20 04:05 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-12-20 04:11 am (UTC)Also, I GOT MY CARD AND YAY THANK YOU :D AND THE PICTURE! Soooo much love. It's like a bookmark, except I would never use it as such 'cause then I couldn't stare at it.
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Date: 2006-12-20 04:18 am (UTC)But it IS a bookmark. XD
A bookmark harshly colored with found pencils, BUT A BOOKMARK NONETHELESS. I am sorry there wasn't more in there; I am fail this season.
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Date: 2006-12-20 04:29 am (UTC)Not scary, like his alien neice creature sent to make wangsty mopes/dopes out of every male she comes into contact with.
I am scared to even fathom that second season. SHE CAN'T GET ANY CREEPIER.
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Date: 2006-12-20 04:33 am (UTC)