4:45 Late Sunday Afternoon (15 November 2009)   A Belch for the Good of Man My eyes are sore from being open so long. I finally got that exam back. the one I did horribly on. The one that I didn't even finish. It only made me feel more frustrated - Out of the section I completed, I missed 3 points. out of the apparent 79 points I finished. If I had completed the exam with similar results, I have no reason to believe I would not have gotten less than 96% overall. In an exam that was supposedly designed to test our knowledge of what we've learned from the course, I don't think this very accurately shows the professor that in fact, I have been paying attention in lecture. I don't even really care that much about getting an A in this class; I've already been accepted into graduate school, I've already been inducted into Phi Kappa Phi, and I honestly don't give a rat's patootie about letters and gpa's (except for how it might play in lowering my car insurance premium)...I just want the score I deserved. Also it just plain hurts to not do as well as you expect to in your number one favourite class of the semester. my sister painted my nails today. she did a good job but then when I got home I was trying to organize papers for Caleb's and my immigration appointment tomorrow and smudged almost every last one. poo poo! also my sister has turned into a very cool person. I'm pridefully envious of her successes in academia and personality.