Sometimes I think it's silly that I get in such a bundle about taking two classes in a semester. I've been stressing about this paper that is due Tuesday since February-but still have yet to find a topic. I worry over getting a B. I used to secretly be annoyed with the people who always had to get A's. When did I turn into one? I need to go back to athletedom. No, I'm not saying athletes aren't the brightest (though many aren't), they just have a different mantra about them. I can't explain it, but I miss it.
I've done the math (and many of you know I HATE math) to find out what I can get on this paper to still get the grade I want in this class. I wrote it on a post-it and it's stuck to my computer. I will become well acquainted with a new library on campus this weekend, research is forcing me to branch out of my ISAT comforts. When I finish I will throw all my papers in the air-as seen below, an end of the year tradition and find some way to congratulate myself that doesn't involve my usual ways (darn you again radiculopathy!!).
Listen to this teacher complain about learning...I'm ashamed of myself...I'm sure I'll get over it :)
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