Suckah.

They say that a sucker is born every minute. In this case, a suckah is me.

You see, I took the day off today. Which usually means not having to work. And yet, here it is, eight in the morning and where am I? At work. Where I am currently working. Suckah!

Of course, I will only be working for an hour and then I will be studying my little tuchus off for my exam tomorrow. It actually worked out really well. I was forced to get out of bed at a decent hour (some might say too decent of an hour) (and I would agree with them), I didn’t have to find coverage for the hour that I open the lab in the morning and, most importantly, I get to make up some of the time that I will be taking off tomorrow morning. When I will be, you know, sitting in an exam for three hours.

Don’t you envy me?

Studying is going fairly well. I’ve managed to reread pretty much the whole second half of our textbook. There is still something somewhat terrifying about studying for finals. I think that it’s especially hard, because I’m still trying to prove to myself (and this school!) that I can do well at this level. My work in this course, so far, has been around the A/A- level. Of course, that doesn’t stop the optimist in me from saying, “you could do so much better!” and the pessimist in me from saying, “you have so far to fall!”

I make it a general policy not to listen to voices, even if it’s just my internal optimist, but they refuse to make it a policy to shut the hell up.

Speaking of doing well at this school, I find out my admissions status on January 15th. That is both not nearly soon enough and approaching rather quickly. There are so many things that will happen between now and then. Like the whole Christmas thing (Kristian and I are at three Christmases and counting! Gotta love divorce.), and our trip to Denver for my Step-Brother’s wedding.

Thank god for the holiday season, because the suspense is killing me!

Now, back to my regularly scheduled studying.

1 Comment

  1. Good luck babe! I know you’ll do great!

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