May. 19th, 2008

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School's out, school's out, teacher let the monkeys out! Yes, this morning was the 3-hour final exam for my algorithms class. I clean up after classes the way I unpack after business trips; so the textbook is going back tomorrow to the guy who lent it to me, and no papers are left around the house except my graded exams and the stuff in the recycle bin. Nobody studying around here until 2 in the morning, not tonight, nope.

I took the afternoon off work, reading Kabuki: Circle of Blood and bumming around Harvard Square. I got a $6 skirt, and a pricey, relaxing facial at Sasha Salon, and then a cheap haircut at that place that used to be GreatCuts. Harvard Square doesn't have to be expensive... unless you want it to be, kitten, and then it can always arrange something. ;)

I've taken my beautified self out on the town home, to belatedly do laundry and nip out for groceries. We had almost nothing caloric left in the house besides some oatmeal and the cats, so a backpack full of easy stuff has gone a long way toward making me feel better about my domestic capabilities. It's hard to explain how far we've both fallen, in terms of cooking. I'll just say that I'm having cheese and tuna and Triscuits for dinner right now, and I almost didn't have the tuna because I didn't want to deal with opening the can and draining the water out. Yeah, yeah... I know.

You probably want to know how I did on that final... and I can't answer because I don't know. I feel like I studied all the right things, and performed in a way that didn't represent me unfairly, so I wasn't upset walking out and was able to put it out of my mind. I probably didn't get full credit on many of the hardest problems, but that's to be expected for this class; and I've walked out of many finals feeling like that and then gotten As in the classes. This time I only need a B (to get reimbursed for tuition), and I was probably on the A/B line walking into this test, so I think reimbursement should be sewed up; just a smidge of nervousness left on that, as I wait for confirmation. I mean, if I'd messed up badly enough to drop me a letter grade I'd have felt a disturbance in the Force, right? But I feel okay. In the meantime let's all fake some crocodile tears for the teachers and TAs, who have probably been working on grading for the last eight hours.

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