tired and sucky

I feel a little older than the usual oldness I feel. Finals week is approaching oh-too-soon, but I am going to be prepared. Good thing I only have three exams to prepare for, should finals week really decide to come my way (which, by the way, has a probability of occuring of 1.0 ). Damn. I am driving myself insane without even trying.

I was supposed to have a long day ahead of me. New lessons in Advanced Math, then another problem solving session in Engineering Mechanics, then a quiz in Financial Management. But then our AdMath teacher decided to ditch us for a seminar, thus the extra time for blogging. I hate it when she ditches us. We barely meet, and have even lesser time to solve and understand her lessons. I mean, I have no problem with teachers who love ditching their students. Just as long as they do not give exams only the likes of Albert Einstein could solve. Damned AdMath. Damned first semester of academic year 2006-2007.

I have a quiz in FinMan, which has a probability of 0.90 of becoming another BS exam (bad-shot, bull s*it, or other BS what-have-you’s). I have studied and mastered my equations, but I guess no amount of preparation could do for these types of exams. So I guess there is only one thing left for me to do… Oh God! Please help me…

Damn. Do I feel sucky…

i’m coming up

Right now, I am overwhelmed by joy. I woke up and went to school being overwhelmed by nervousness.

I woke up at 1 in the morning, after a meager 5 hours of sleep. I had no sleep (if you consider an hour of sleep as proper sleep, then fine) the night before last night, and so the sleepless nights have been piling up on me. I had to finish this major reporting we had on a major subject (45% of our grades on a 6-unit subject), and so I drank 3 mugs of coffe to sustain me through the grueling hours of thinking without any sleep. I managed to finish that artistic and humorous movie we had for the repoting under a couple of hours, but I was not so lucky with the powerpoint presentation. So I missed my first class today. We had a quiz on that subject, but its ok. The 97 I got from the report is worth it.

After today, I get my life back. I will study more regularly just so I would not have to cram as much as I do… Damn, I’m even starting to doubt whether or not I’ll be able to stay in the Dean’s List this semester.

But doubting is a job for a loser, and so I shall try to reverse my thoughts. I have survived once, and I shall do it again. I will get through this semester with good grades, and I’ll do even better next semester. I will get ten Dean’s Lister cards (even though the cards are so cheap and ugly).

Magna Cum Laude, here I come.