In case you read my last post and were freaked out, Mike's going to be okay. I just know he's bummed and whenever someone you love is bummed, you feel the same feelings.
The last 48 hours in my life have been pretty awful as well. I absolutely killed myself studying and getting caught up for a midterm in my Chaucer class yesterday. I haven't studying so hard in... ever. So, I sit down to look at the quotations my teacher chose for the test and slowly began to realize I didn't recognize most of them. I answered as many questions as I could but I knew I'd failed with a capital F as soon as I'd turned it in. For someone who's busted ass to get straight A's the past three semesters, I was pretty emotional about it. There was no crying or shaking fists at the sky but GAH, I'm still pissed.
Shortly thereafter, my teacher sent the class an e-mail telling us we all performed pretty poorly and we would have the chance to redo the midterm. Although I'm thankful for the second chance, my mind and body are still reeling from the first F-F-F-Failure of a midterm so I'm not too psyched about doing the whole thing over again.
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, after yesterday's hotmess, I was overjoyed to get a kickass haircut from my gurl, Kelsey, today. There's something about getting yer hurr did that makes a girl feel rejuvenated. The results are similar to my first short haircut but Kelsey has promised to get me closer and closer to Katie Holmes's shorty cut as the summer gets closer.
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