Happy Birthday viridian!

Just a quick shout-out to viridian who celebrating the anniversary of her birth today. She is in good company with the tons of other November babies I know and love. True story: viridian and I met on the internet. And yet? Neither of us is dead (though occasionally that is in spite of efforts on both our parts), and we are still friends (as evidenced by the aforementioned fact that we are both still breathing).

Here's hoping that, despite the crappy weather, the new job, and the always intense pressure of classes and more classes, you get some time for yourself today to be spoiled by the husband and showered with love by the kitties. (You know, as much as they are capable of showering love on anyone.)

Happy Birthday viridian !

Trying not to think about taking tests

I've been telling myself, for a solid two weeks now, about all the things I'll do once my bloody test is over and done with. I'm sooooo close to that point, I need to make a list of those things to distract myself with happiness (lest I focus instead on the misery that will be the test and my eventual grade, if the practice tests I've taken are any example).

( Lists are calming. I like lists. Especially hedonistic lists. )

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Note to self (or TL;DR for the cut above): Start working on studying for the next test now. You'll thank me for it later. But if you're a good girl, you can have some television. After you study.

Here's a fun thing to make this post worth anyone else's time:

Here goes nothing

As in, here goes nothing extra possibly getting fit into my head before this monster of a test. Previously, I had been quite wrong about my potential for test-taking in this class. This time, I've tested myself with practice exams and my "good" score was still several shades shy of a D. Yippie. It remains to be seen if I'll do as poorly as I'm expecting, if the rest of the class will fall into similar despair, and, if they do, whether the thing will be curved. I wonder if being away from "real" school for so long has made me into more of a grade-grubbing, freaking-out-about-score crazy person, or if I was always like that and the constant grind of studying took the edge off because more tests = less stress for any given test.

Man, I am no good at this school thing. Why do I want to go back again?