December 14th
Damn my freaking life. Just damn it honestly. Had my last final exam today and you would think I'd bouncing off the wall with pure joy like most people do but no. It ain't like that. I fucking hate that class I had my exam for. My instructor is so disorganized with assignments and due dates. Sometimes she has no freaking damn idea in the world what she's talking about. Every other slide one her powerpoints for her lectures she seems to be going back to double check her information. Honestly, what the fuck? Okay, what I'm trying to get at is - I hope I fucking do beyond amazing on that final exam out of 50! It was so unbearable to study because I was sick but guess fucking what? Turns out a last assignment was due on exam day. Fuck my life, more than half the class didn't know about it and a lot didn't remember her mentioning because I freaking didn't. I went into exam day with a 78 to hang on to. So I magically better do mind blowing good so that stupid assignment I did wont effect nothing on my mark. I refuse to leave with anything under a 60! T.T
