Laurel and Hardy are at my house fixing the leak in the dryer. I got up late (mostly because my boss called me at 7:30am to tell me I didn't have to work this week so I could go home.) and thus was still in my PJs when they came. Luckily, they left long enough for me to get dressed and bail.
My friend Stephanie, from high school, the one in North Carolina that thinks she's black-her boyfriend is in jail. For armed robbery. Oh why, can't she think she's goth and punk? ICP was a much better alternative.
So I have a crap ton of things to do this week. Including studying the roughly 300 to 400pages of notes from physiology. (I just broke my tooth. I hope it was the same one.) Anyway, I got back my grade from the test on Friday-50%. But the rest of the class did equally as bad, supposedly there were some computer errors in grading and I didn't really study figuring that I'll kick ass on the last test and final. So a rundown on grades-physiology-D (but I'm hoping to pull it up with the final), anatomy-C (but its mere tenths of a percentage from a B), cell bio-B (this could easily become an A) and micro-C (I'm pretty consistantly Cs in this class so this is probably where it will be.)
[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/20/11]
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