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Nov. 7th, 2012 05:26 pmMy sister's boyfriend: I can tell when you've been drinking because I stick my head out of the window and all I hear is you singing at the top of your lungs.
Hey, I have a good time when I drink.
Also, I broke my "LOL I'M NOT GOING TO TO THINK ABOUT SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT 12 HOURS" thing and looked at my test grade. Yeah, okay. You have got to be kidding me. I mean, it's okay. I can still pass. That's not out, but just, REALLY?! I'm not the smartest person in the world, but I'm not an idiot either. I could have spent the last four days doing whatever and gotten the same grade. I'm not someone that is like OMG IT'S NOT AN A OR B, I SUCK. No, it's not even a C (LOL NOT EVEN A D) and I don't get it. Really. Like, okay. I wasn't expecting an A. I wasn't, but I was expecting to pass. This is why I don't want to go to grad school, because I'll get a stupid class like this, where no matter what I do, it's not enough. I don't want an easy class, I want a fair class.
Really, I shouldn't spend 4+ days in a row studying for 3+ hours AND go to his office 2-4 times a week to get that grade. I've never tried so hard in a class. Ever. IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
He thinks I live in his office now, just wait. I'm going to pass this class, and if it means I have to go get a matress so I can literally live in that office, I will. I will be the most annoying person ever and ask the dumbest questions, but damn it, I AM going to pass that class. Biochem is going to feel like a vacation after this.
K, rant over.
You aren't going to ruin my night, organic chemistry. Me and my Christmas wine don't care about you anymore.
EDIT: My sister: Hey, so, you don't look so happy now. You want some run and vodka?
Four shots later.
What about some Reese's cupcakes?
These are the moments I love my sister. Don't tell her.
Hey, I have a good time when I drink.
Also, I broke my "LOL I'M NOT GOING TO TO THINK ABOUT SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT 12 HOURS" thing and looked at my test grade. Yeah, okay. You have got to be kidding me. I mean, it's okay. I can still pass. That's not out, but just, REALLY?! I'm not the smartest person in the world, but I'm not an idiot either. I could have spent the last four days doing whatever and gotten the same grade. I'm not someone that is like OMG IT'S NOT AN A OR B, I SUCK. No, it's not even a C (LOL NOT EVEN A D) and I don't get it. Really. Like, okay. I wasn't expecting an A. I wasn't, but I was expecting to pass. This is why I don't want to go to grad school, because I'll get a stupid class like this, where no matter what I do, it's not enough. I don't want an easy class, I want a fair class.
Really, I shouldn't spend 4+ days in a row studying for 3+ hours AND go to his office 2-4 times a week to get that grade. I've never tried so hard in a class. Ever. IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
He thinks I live in his office now, just wait. I'm going to pass this class, and if it means I have to go get a matress so I can literally live in that office, I will. I will be the most annoying person ever and ask the dumbest questions, but damn it, I AM going to pass that class. Biochem is going to feel like a vacation after this.
K, rant over.
You aren't going to ruin my night, organic chemistry. Me and my Christmas wine don't care about you anymore.
EDIT: My sister: Hey, so, you don't look so happy now. You want some run and vodka?
Four shots later.
What about some Reese's cupcakes?
These are the moments I love my sister. Don't tell her.
