Keeping the Faith
Two down, only one to go. At one point, I seriously considered going "The heck with it!" and taking the Health exam today to get it over with. These all-night study sessions are becoming monotonous, and I'm running out of creative ways to manage them. That was before I remembered the only times to take it were 9:00 this morning and 2:30 tomorrow afternoon. And wouldn't you know it, I had a prior engagement early this morning. Oops.
Anyway, said prior engagement was none other than the Math 15 final. I have to say, without running the fatal risk of sounding overly optimistic, I thought I did okay. At very least, I finished the whole test, and even had sufficient time to look over some problems, fill in the gaps, and correct a few errors. The good thing about a two hour final is that you have more flexibility than, say, a regular test in the normal time format for the class. It means you can bounce around between problems if you get stumped, move on to something you can solve and then go back and fill in the blanks later. I never had that luxury with my regular tests, so I was glad to have it this time.
Amanda, you're right. Nothing feels more relieving than the moment you step out of an exam. That is, unless you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you choked big time, but I seriously don't think that was the case here. For the first time in longer than I can remember, I'm optimistic about Math. I want that B grade. I need it badly.
Even more positive news. I nailed my term papers and made an A in Philosophy 20. Yay!
My mother continues to be sore. She's just now finding the increased difficulty of simple things like walking around the house and just doing normal household business. Not surprisingly, she told me she overdid herself today. But that's my mother. She hates bitterly to be confined to a bed when there's work to be done. With the kind of "roll-up-the-sleeves, let's-get-it-done" attitude she has, I have no doubt she'll be back on her feet in no time at all. I can't wait to return home tomorrow afternoon and see her and the rest of my family.
Well, only one more exam to go. I'm sure I'll feel more like my normal long-winded self 24 hours from now. Until then, I'll wrap this entry up right here...
Song of the Day: Chris & Diane Machen - "They Came to Worship"
Verse of the Day: "When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other." - Ecclesiastes 7:14
Anyway, said prior engagement was none other than the Math 15 final. I have to say, without running the fatal risk of sounding overly optimistic, I thought I did okay. At very least, I finished the whole test, and even had sufficient time to look over some problems, fill in the gaps, and correct a few errors. The good thing about a two hour final is that you have more flexibility than, say, a regular test in the normal time format for the class. It means you can bounce around between problems if you get stumped, move on to something you can solve and then go back and fill in the blanks later. I never had that luxury with my regular tests, so I was glad to have it this time.
Amanda, you're right. Nothing feels more relieving than the moment you step out of an exam. That is, unless you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you choked big time, but I seriously don't think that was the case here. For the first time in longer than I can remember, I'm optimistic about Math. I want that B grade. I need it badly.
Even more positive news. I nailed my term papers and made an A in Philosophy 20. Yay!
My mother continues to be sore. She's just now finding the increased difficulty of simple things like walking around the house and just doing normal household business. Not surprisingly, she told me she overdid herself today. But that's my mother. She hates bitterly to be confined to a bed when there's work to be done. With the kind of "roll-up-the-sleeves, let's-get-it-done" attitude she has, I have no doubt she'll be back on her feet in no time at all. I can't wait to return home tomorrow afternoon and see her and the rest of my family.
Well, only one more exam to go. I'm sure I'll feel more like my normal long-winded self 24 hours from now. Until then, I'll wrap this entry up right here...
Song of the Day: Chris & Diane Machen - "They Came to Worship"
Verse of the Day: "When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other." - Ecclesiastes 7:14
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