two days ago, i had a calculus final. i'm pretty good at calculus. i can just sit in the back of the classroom, and not pay attention to the professor, and still get a B. (i wish i had an A though
so feeling confident about the calculus exam, i only read...no skimmed the calculus book and memorized formulas, just 3 hours before the exam! sweatdrop then i went in to take the test and...i forgot everything! burning_eyes well maybe not everything but along with hundreds of kids i had this confused look on my face, sweating out all the problems and just B.S. ing the calculations and guessing. after the exam, i went to turn it in...it was only 20 min into the exam, so not many were done. i turned it in thinking," i've checked for stupid mistakes, no use sitting here. it's up to fate!" when i walked up my calculus teacher was smiling. gonk gah! no don't smile! oh if only you know how bad i screwed up this test! then he precedes to say "good work, another wandering artist." (i'm not telling you my name!) but yeah, this was the first time he talked to me throughout the whole quarter. i hung my head in shame, and partly because i was blushing. (he was really really cute!) so it sucked to disappoint him for many reasons.
a day has passed, and i went to check my email. "the calculus final has been entered" OH NOES! gonk i grew sicker and sicker as i went to check my final calculus grade, what was it? C? or D? i had a B before the final, and with an F for the final my grade would be a...B? WTF!? i have a B! i looked at my grade for the final exam. B. holy in all the name of-how did that happen! what did i do? it makes no sense! if i wasn't so confused i would've danced around the room!
and i didn't disappoint my calculus professor! yay! he also left this heartfelt email confessing his love for me. ( stare not really) he left an email saying how great and funny our class was. out of all the professors i had, he was really connected to our class. aww, so sweet. whee well, even though he made me do homework...i wouldn't mind having this guy again. 3nodding
) anyway, the professor noticed that i wouldn't pay attention in class, and well he couldn't do anything...but i felt his constant watchful eye on me.View User's Journal
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