Day 81 of San Diego

The beginning of my day was utter CRAP. I bombed ANOTHER math test... I don't get it... Why would a teacher only have tests as to what determined your grade? Do you people think that's fair? I DON'T BECAUSE I SUCK AT TAKING TESTS! I can't say if I have test anxiety, but the fact that I can't check if my work is correct REALLY bothers me.

Yea, I think that's test anxiety.

Oh well.

I also bombed a Philosophy test. 5/10! What kind of crap is that?! AND I HAD MY NOTES! I practically cheated and I got that low of a score! THANKS, COLLEGE!

I don't know what I'm doing wrong, people. Maybe my brain knows that I despise this quarter. The only class I semi-enjoy is my English class. Crazy, right? And I usually complain about that one the most. Well, my math has nothing spectacular going on and neither does my Philosophy class. SO... Kind of makes sense, right?

Alright, I'm about to pass out face-first into my laptop. Today... I've been nonstop working... Holy... Grail...

See you tomorrow!