Exhale in 3..2..

Took my final tonight.  I will admit I'm kinda over this class. Been making me crazy, and while I found the material interesting, I didn't like the class. With my trusty excel spread sheet I figured out what the bare minimums I need get keep my A in the class. If I was smart I frankly would have taken another couple days before taking the final. If I was smart I would have scheduled the test for tomorrow or later in the week.

We know, I'm not that smart... I rushed it. I rushed taking the test, I took it too soon...

You know what, armed with my trusty spread sheet, I figured out what I needed to do. I took the test tonight because I HATE THIS FUCKING CLASS and want it over.

I got an 81. My worst score in grad school. My first B in grad school (on a non group project). Plugging that into the spreadsheet, I need a 65 on the second half of the giant group project to get an A in the class. I feel pretty good about my chances. My group is pretty smart and we scored a 88 on the first half of the project. If not, there's a bonus questions worth 10pts, that I REALLY DON'T WANT TO DO, that might still save my ass, if I have to.....

So like a Pavlovian rat, I keep hitting the buzzer to see what the group project grade is...

waiting... refresh.. damn no score yet....

I have no illusions of graduating with a 4.0, but I this class has been so painful, I almost want an A just to spite my experience...  I can do this.... it's almost over... it's almost over....

Frankly, I'm going to enjoy the next couple of weeks off before I dive back into my next class...

maybe I can lose a couple of LBS... had my worst weigh in all year today. No way in hell I'm wearing a skin suit in September at this weight...

you know what, I'm a 1/4 through grad school... that's pretty cool

I promise, next blog will be bike worthy...

respect
vanderbacon