I’m sitting here in the campus library hiding from the world. Just went through a Stats exam and the probabilities of my passing it are not great. Just can’t seem to get my head around the fact that I do know this stuff, but my eyes when faced with four or five pages of floating numbers and letters seem to throw my mind into a tailspin that precludes any comprehension of what’s before me.
Also, it’s not a fun thing unless you put a lot more time and effort into it than I seem to be willing or able to do. But then again, I blew off two dinners with friends and didn’t even go peel off the blue cellophane from the console of my new dryer because I studied as much as I could.
But at least it’s over until next week. I’m just so looking forward to racing home after my next class to do laundry. It’s the little things in life that make it worth living. Tra-la, Tra-la.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
please do attempt to abstain from overwhelming us with your laundry enthusiasm (*smile*)
p.s. bet you did better on the exam than you think … just a hunch
Betcha I do better at laundry!
hope you remembered to at least take the plastic off first?