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Apr. 27th, 2005 02:35 amStats is over!
I passed the class. I got a minimum of like, 65% on the final, and that was half my mark, and I already had like, 70% in the class or so. Actually, I think I did better than 65%, but there's no way I got less than that.
I got to school around 6:10, hung out with IL and this girl and this guy, basically panicking together. It was fun! ;)
By 6:30, we'd moved from the front steps of the building to sitting in the hallway, still panicking.
By 6:45, neither JB, nor RM were there. I began to worry for them.
RM arrived at 6:47.
We were in the room by 6:55, and STILL no JB.
The exam was handed out and STILL no JB. I was very concerned. And then I opened up my exam and scribbled down the five rules of sampling and identified whichever formulas I possibly could (he gives them to us, but doesn't LABEL them), and got to work.
TEN MINUTES INTO THE EXAM, JB walks in, all smiles, no worries. I'd have had an aneurysm from the stress of arriving late to an exam!
The first two or three questions were fine. Then we get into the stuff I hate and am actually quite bad at. Then I think I did #6 right and #7 almost right. I did ALL the calculations right, but I came to the wrong conclusion, for I am silly. 4 and 5 are total crapshoots, though.
RM left the exam before I did. This is strange and shocking. I leave exams early. Always. And it's never an indication as to how I did, either. But anyways, I was in there for TWO FULL HOURS. And I went over it and found a huge, glaring mistake on the very first question, which I fixed.
I handed in my paper and, while walking back to my seat to pick up my stuff, smiled at JB, who looked up at me, caught it and smiled back. :)
Got my stuff, left the room and called my mom so she would be all relieved I didn't FLUNK. And then, reluctantly left the building to go catch the bus. Of course, at just past 9pm, it's damn dark. And there's no streetlight there. So I got the number for the bus stop and went BACK to the building and called for the bus times. To be honest, I didn't want to go home. Home meant sleep or study or guilt. And I was in the mood for none of the above. There was one at 9:11 (four minutes from then), 9:35 and 10. So, I thought hey, I'll wait around for any of my friends to get out and I'll just chill here until 9:30, if no one comes out.
Well, the girl I was panicking with earlier showed up, we chatted, so did some other girls. Then IL came out and we talked for a good 20 minutes, and I even came out to her. Go moi.
And then we were wondering where the hell JB was, and if she was okay in the exam, and so we hung around and waited for her (while IL waited for her BF, too). And eventually, JB came out and we chatted, the three of us, for a while, which was really nice. :) IL took off with her BF and JB and I headed to take the bus to the metro station.
<happy sigh> She read me my horoscope, said I had nice eyes, said I was really funny and also an enigma. And I'm like "What are you talking about, an enigma?!" although I was silently very pleased that my VEIL OF MYSTERY is actually somewhat intact. I went on to say that all anyone has to do is ask me a question and I'm quite happy to spill my life's story to them, and she said that she does that too, but it was fascinating, because she was trying to figure me out and hadn't managed to do it yet.
Crushing oh-so-very-hard.
Bed soon, poetry tomorrow allllll day long, then poetry Thursday morning, followed by a poetry exam on Thursday afternoon. Then it's ALL ITALIAN ALL THE TIME, baby. ;)
Hm. Tutto l'italiano tutto il tempo!
Maybe.
(And I'm teaching JB little bits and pieces of Italian. She likes when I speak it. Hee.)
I passed the class. I got a minimum of like, 65% on the final, and that was half my mark, and I already had like, 70% in the class or so. Actually, I think I did better than 65%, but there's no way I got less than that.
I got to school around 6:10, hung out with IL and this girl and this guy, basically panicking together. It was fun! ;)
By 6:30, we'd moved from the front steps of the building to sitting in the hallway, still panicking.
By 6:45, neither JB, nor RM were there. I began to worry for them.
RM arrived at 6:47.
We were in the room by 6:55, and STILL no JB.
The exam was handed out and STILL no JB. I was very concerned. And then I opened up my exam and scribbled down the five rules of sampling and identified whichever formulas I possibly could (he gives them to us, but doesn't LABEL them), and got to work.
TEN MINUTES INTO THE EXAM, JB walks in, all smiles, no worries. I'd have had an aneurysm from the stress of arriving late to an exam!
The first two or three questions were fine. Then we get into the stuff I hate and am actually quite bad at. Then I think I did #6 right and #7 almost right. I did ALL the calculations right, but I came to the wrong conclusion, for I am silly. 4 and 5 are total crapshoots, though.
RM left the exam before I did. This is strange and shocking. I leave exams early. Always. And it's never an indication as to how I did, either. But anyways, I was in there for TWO FULL HOURS. And I went over it and found a huge, glaring mistake on the very first question, which I fixed.
I handed in my paper and, while walking back to my seat to pick up my stuff, smiled at JB, who looked up at me, caught it and smiled back. :)
Got my stuff, left the room and called my mom so she would be all relieved I didn't FLUNK. And then, reluctantly left the building to go catch the bus. Of course, at just past 9pm, it's damn dark. And there's no streetlight there. So I got the number for the bus stop and went BACK to the building and called for the bus times. To be honest, I didn't want to go home. Home meant sleep or study or guilt. And I was in the mood for none of the above. There was one at 9:11 (four minutes from then), 9:35 and 10. So, I thought hey, I'll wait around for any of my friends to get out and I'll just chill here until 9:30, if no one comes out.
Well, the girl I was panicking with earlier showed up, we chatted, so did some other girls. Then IL came out and we talked for a good 20 minutes, and I even came out to her. Go moi.
And then we were wondering where the hell JB was, and if she was okay in the exam, and so we hung around and waited for her (while IL waited for her BF, too). And eventually, JB came out and we chatted, the three of us, for a while, which was really nice. :) IL took off with her BF and JB and I headed to take the bus to the metro station.
<happy sigh> She read me my horoscope, said I had nice eyes, said I was really funny and also an enigma. And I'm like "What are you talking about, an enigma?!" although I was silently very pleased that my VEIL OF MYSTERY is actually somewhat intact. I went on to say that all anyone has to do is ask me a question and I'm quite happy to spill my life's story to them, and she said that she does that too, but it was fascinating, because she was trying to figure me out and hadn't managed to do it yet.
Crushing oh-so-very-hard.
Bed soon, poetry tomorrow allllll day long, then poetry Thursday morning, followed by a poetry exam on Thursday afternoon. Then it's ALL ITALIAN ALL THE TIME, baby. ;)
Hm. Tutto l'italiano tutto il tempo!
Maybe.
(And I'm teaching JB little bits and pieces of Italian. She likes when I speak it. Hee.)
