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| I'm officially an undisciplined mofo and by that i mean i don't like it when things are hard and especially when they're hard and i don't like them. I had (notice the use of past tense) this essay due today for my 6 pm class and for the last week i have been quite miserable at the thought of writing it mostly because i couldn't...the more i thought about it the more confused i got. This class hurt my brain like math and seeing as i'm actually LD in math that's quite a bit. But i tried, oh lord did i try, but then there was The Essay, which i really wasn't willing to give the time of day. So after much contemplation and speculation and inner-soul-searching about the root of the 'real problem' i dropped the course...and it felt so damned good. There's nothing like dropping a course after you've let the tension build up for an unbearable amount of time. However, it does seem to be a common theme of my university career and i won't be the first to address the fact that i may have a slight problem. But hey, at least i'm still here and i graduate next year (holy fuck) so that must say something. The unfortunate part in all this is it means one more summer school course, but i don't mind (i secretly like summer school and am thus the biggest nerd of all, i'm even nerdier than you and i bet you didn't think that was possible). So tonight instead of sitting in class for 3 grueling hours of law and morality (which is a lot more complex than it might seem)i'm going to go and see "Hide and Seek" and enjoy it an extra special amount. To compensate for my complete lack of discipline i've promised myself that i'm actually going to see some "A's" on my transcripts this term, which is near taboo at U of T for the arts but it's been done and i shall too. It's high time i started thinking about grad-school. I mean, get a real-job?....yeah right. Jenn, work, full-time...what are these foriegn words you speak of? Three days a week is more than enough for me On another note, the exam that i thought i bombed because i didn't study an ounce and didn't even finish the last essay question, i actually passed. And not only did i pass...i got a 77, which is pretty darn good under teh circumstances. Now i'm regretting not finishing that last question because in actual fact i had time i just gave up because i was so sure i had no idea what the fuck i was talking about. I guess all that reading really does pay off. Speaking of reading, i should be doing some of that right now. | ||
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