a history of me

Today was the last day for two of my classes, and I had two exams. In Japanese class, it was the "listening final." Basically she read a paragraph or two and asked us questions that we had to answer in Japanese. It was pretty easy because she spoke very slowly for our benefit. My desk had a funny angle to it though, so all my handwriting had a slant to it.

It was my second exam that I was really dreading, Japanese Religious Studies. I tried to study for it but the professor likes to give us these "thought-provoking" questions that don't recall past information but force us to use that info for more creative answers. I'd explain further except I don't really understand it. So I was really nervous about the exam and I was sitting in class, super-anxious and I just didn't want to take it. The professor shows up and announces that the exam is postponed until next Thursday at 8AM...8AM?!? Why on Earth would a 2:45 class have an exam at 8 in the fucking morning? And I was hoping to leave by next Thursday!

Just one more piece of evidence in the case against procrastination.

On the lighter side, I had this exam in Critical Thinking class recently that I did really well on. Normally I wouldn't boast about high scores but I'm particularly proud of this one as the professor made it clear that most people did twenty points worse on this exam than the previous two. I, on the other hand, scored a 99, my best yet! Anyway, the professor gave an optional homework assignment to allow the rest of my slacker classmates to build up their exam scores. I decided to complete the assignment as well. Is it arrogant to grab that extra point? Well, I did it anyway.