Or maybe, “one step forward counteracting three steps backward.”
Today was going well this morning. Really, it was. I talked to Rachel for a little while, ate breakfast, and got all kinds of questions answered in my Chem class. I felt so prepared for Wednesday’s exam, I thought about taking it early.
Yesterday, I spent quite a bit of my time customizing my car. My dad gave me a CD player/radio for the car to replace my classic push-button tuner from 1984. Putting it in was fun, especially since I did most of the work myself. I was feeling good when I drove to class this morning to the aqua glow and clear sound.
By now I’m sure you’ve figured out where this is going, so I’ll save the tears. I love Rachel. That said, you can skip reading the rest unless you really feel like knowing.
I got a 10/20 on my last lab report for the horrible mistake of correctly recording my data. I’m sorry if those aren’t the correct temperatures, they’re what my thermometer read after 40 min. of watching.
Taking the exam early, I found that none of the difficult stuff I was prepared for was on there. Instead it was all about Dalton’s Law of Partial Pressure, which I conveniently blanked out on. After much sweating, I was able to (hopefully) figure out some of the answers, but I know I’m not going to do very well on this exam. Even the bonus question was about partial pressure. >_< Worst case scenario? I get a C+. In my book, that stands for “Catastrophe.”
On the way home from my stellar performance on the exam, I noticed that my dashboard lights weren’t on. Main problem with this is the lack of a speedometer. Dunno if I screwed something up last night or what.
Almost. Y’know, it came so close.
Now I need to stop wading in my own self-pity and start caring about others. ‘Cause people are one of those things that really matter in the long run.