Whew. I have to take a breather. My goal for today was to finish all the course materials for My Big Exam. I did, and the recorded instructor is very happy I finished (“Yay! Good job!”).
Then I took an exam on what I had just learned and got gut-punched by a 65%. Damn, Day-um. I’ve gotten 65s before, generally on the chapters they wanted you to think were “short.” Short, yeah, because the content is in the test. Fine, bitches, I know how this is played. I’ll make notecards and kick your ass in the next round.
Remember when I learned fun things? Things like How To Make Babka and How to Play the Bass? Those days will be back in three solid weeks. Until then, all I have to give you are minor episodes in my life exaggerated to epic proportions. And today, I didn’t have even a minor episode.
However, I am making an Epic List of what I want to do in a month when I get My Life Back.
- Garden at dawn when it’s cool
- Read the pile of five books on my night table
- Refinish some bits of my floor
- Play with my dog
- Make homemade food
- Buy shelves and organize the basement
- Play ping pong with Gary
- Go to Paris and Vegas and New Jersey
- Go through Mom’s files and shred them
- Read Mom’s letters
- Replace Mom’s garage doors
WHEN YOU ARE LOOKING FORWARD TO PAYING TO REPLACE THE GARAGE DOORS ON A HOUSE YOU DON’T EVEN LIVE IN – well, you need to get back to studying, that’s what you need to do, because the more you know, the sooner it’s over.
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You want to come to New Jersey?
Yesterday I went swimming in the pool 150 feet from my house, and prepared food in my house for all 3 meals and 2 snacks.
I wish my whole life could be like that, sometimes.
New Jersey awaits you. I may be in Vegas when you get here, but I’ll be thinking about you in Jersey.
See, this is why I’m terrified of going back to school for my masters? I flunked out of college my first couple years and then somehow, magically (I think it was something called studying but my memory isn’t sure) I started to get A’s in class. I’m terrified that I’ll no longer remember how to study or how to take tests and I’ll spend all my free time eating Doritos and drinking Mountain Dew and studying and…. Gah! I need a martini!
Tami – No pool, cant swim, but I’ll take the snacks.Candy – That’s “I’ll be in Jersey if the party is still on.”Amy in StL – It’s been hard. I don’t think I studied in college, not like this.