I passed my fucking Cal test! Yay!
For those of you who can't see it, that's a 61.7% there on the sheet. This is awesome for two reasons. A)This is the first Cal test that I didn't fail, and B)there is now a decent chance that I won't totally fail Cal. Theoretically, anyways. Basically, thanks to the Quebec government, if someone gets over 50% in Cal but is still failing, their term mark will be considered null and void, and the mark you get on your finals will be considered your total.
This means I have two options right now:
1. Now that I have some momentum, get the mark up over 60%, and actually start trying.
2. Coast with a mark between 50 and 60, then just study the crap out of my finals.
Right now, I'm leaning towards the latter. But for now, I'm busy doing my naked happy dance. In case you're wondering, no, this isn't a cute euphamism for masturbation, this is simply a dance I do when I'm happy and naked.
And on a completely random note, I finally got off my lazy ass and gave Pierre his b-day present. In all fairness, he was off in New York last week, so it's not like I'm gonna drive all the way down to New York to give him a gift. Anyways, I went against my "No Gift Certificats" rule and bought him one, if only because he lacks any trace of subtelty when it comes to stuff like this, and pretty much blatantly said that he wanted one. The only problem with this is that the woman writing it out asked for his name. His REAL name. Which I don't know. So I just gave her his stage name.
Yup, I'm an idiot. That is all.
2 comments:
Woohoooo! Go Jeremy!
Thanks Meaux! I gotta say, I was ecstatically happy getting my test back. I thought I failed it so hard, and then surprise! I passed! Suck on that, Ms. Zovlet...Zouvlaki...Zoviet Union? Fuck, I have no idea what her name is, but she hates and I beat her stupid lil test, so ha! Eat it, you freaking fuckbutt!
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