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You know, the apathy/anxiety that comes with this time of the month isn't really helpful when it makes you sit there going, "So, I have a Geology lab final tonight that I'm going to fail. Oh well, fuck it."

And you know, honestly? Fuck it. The man spent SIX WEEKS harping on topographic maps, which I never, ever understood. They're lines, not goddamn mountains or hills or whatever on a page, and no matter what he says, I just can't picture it. So I'm going to fail, because unlike all the other Geology teachers who spent oh, a week on topographic maps, my guy spent SIX WEEKS on it and made the final pretty much ALL about topographic maps that I have no chance in hell of ever comprehending. It's like Physics all over again. I just don't get it. So, really, just screw it. As long as I pass the class, I don't care about my damn final.

(no subject)

So, definitely failed that final. Seeing as I didn't understand half the test. But I so nailed the "Floods" section. Take THAT, Geology. Oh, and he was all, "You can do this extra credit and it's FIVE POINTS for your final."

Guess what the extra credit's on? If you guessed topographic maps, you get a cookie. And I get a headache. *headdesk* God, I am so, so glad that class is over.

And now I can finally work on my SeSa. Yay. *tired flail*