It’s so weird. I barely know what to do with myself right now. I can’t sleep. I have nothing to study for. I already baked cookies. I don’t feel like cleaning up the mess from said cookies. So I’m playing fake golf and munching on the smartfood Cass gave me. It’s nice to be allowed to be brain dead for a bit now. This week was hell though.
I completely and totally screwed up on my music theory exam on Wednesday, so that’s a fail. Then I had a day to recover before writing two exams on Friday. Thursday night I had some fun and I don’t regret it for a second even though I know people will point fingers at that being the reason I screwed myself over on the 8:30am exam right after. Basically my brother and I watched the Pens hand over the game to the Sens and some people paid a visit for some Guitar Hero and random chatting as the evening wore on. It wasn’t a super late night by any stretch but I was still not myself come my Internet exam. This is a course I should have had a 99 in. Instead, I sat in the wrong section in the exam room and when I was almost done they noticed the error and made me move and rewrite the exam with my section’s booklet. Was there any real difference between them? Not really. But I still screwed up and the error is all my fault and it sucks. On my second pass I still rocked the multiple choice and HTML questions but I blew it on the short answer. See, in my head I thought I was done the test already because this was my second time writing it all out. Let this be a lesson to all of you to super carefully check your work no matter how much you excel at the subject matter. I didn’t even notice my mistake until practically back at my dorm room. My guaranteed 90 has now turned into maybe a 70 since I left 20-30% worth of marks blank :(
I managed not to cry, at least. Since I went into the exam with a really high mark so there’s no question that I’ll get the credit even if I only end up getting 3 questions right on the whole thing. It just sucks. I was so angry at myself. Eventually I pulled it together and reviewed for my last big exam of the day and semester, Computer Concepts. Finally, I had an exam go the way I knew it should. I so aced that. My hands are killing me right now seeing as I went through a night of GH on expert straight into filling in 500 scantron circles and then cookie making. I’d love to say “at least I get to rest this weekend!” but that would be a lie (“the cake is a lie”).
I thought I was going to collapse right after my 7pm exam but I was so eager to put all my new baking toys to work. I only learned how to cook a decent meal in the summer and now that I’m utterly fed up with the food in the mealhall I’ve been exploring my meagre talents in the culinary arts again. Saturday night some dear friends of mine are throwing a party and I had the semi-brilliant and very scary idea to make sugar cookies to bring. Tonight was a trial run and it was a wonderful and messy adventure and I only sorta burned my arm a little. Seeing as I had never done this before I’m thrilled that nothing got burned down and even the tiny cookies I toasted more than I intended came out tasting great. At least Cass and the other RAs seem to think my homemade sugar cookies are awesome. They might have been biased since I had way too many icing and sprinkle options to play with and it was a “decorate your own” thing. I could have burnt them to a crisp and they still would’ve been edible with half a can of chocolate cream on top!!
I’ll deal with the kitchen disaster area later on. The catch is that I don’t have many cookies left from my trial run — I played with all kinds of tins and sizes and cutouts to see what I like and what time in the oven worked for each of them. It was very scientific since no two cookie trays were the same and I wanted to experiment. — so I’d have to do it all again tomorrow if I want to bring any to the party. I might end up bailing on that idea since tomorrow morning there’s spin at 11 (note that it’s almost 3am and I’m not in bed with no intention of sleeping soon) and then I get my training partner back at last so right after we’re going to head upstairs for weights or maybe a run. I’m thrilled she’s back, honest, but I kinda wish I had a day to crash! And then there’s the party at night and I need to do laundry too so I have something to wear. Hmm, it doesn’t look like I’ll have much time to bake again since sleep will win out.
I have one more small test next week but it will take all of 10 minutes and then I’m officially done my first fall semester at Windsor. woo. I learned more stuff than I thought possible. Too bad very little of it was in class ;)
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